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CONTENTS FOR DECEMBER, 1893. 

The Conception of Immobtality, as Found in Browning's Poetey 

Florence Converse 117 

The Bethlehem Star L. B. Q. 133 

At the Authors' Club in New York . . . . Agnes L. Caldwell 134 

The First Snow . M. H.J96 139 

The Accompanist Josephine P. Simrall, '93 140 

Twilight on Waban Joanna Parker, '96 144 

On Christmas Night Alice Welch Kellogg 145 

Editorial 147 

The Free Press 149 

Book Reviews 157 

Exchanges 159 

College Notes 161 

Alumna Notes 163 

Society Notes 166 

College Bulletin 169 

Marriages, Deaths 170 



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Vol. II. WELLESLEY, DECEMBER 23, 1893. No. 3. 



EDITOR-IN-CHIEF. 

MARY K. CONYNGTON. 

ASSOCIATE EDITOR. MANAGING EDITORS. 

ANNA K. PETERSON. • HELEN R. STAHR, 

FLORENCE M. TOBEY. 

LITERARY EDITORS. 

MARY K. ISHAM, EMILY B. SHULTZ, 

ALICE W. KELLOGG, MAUDE R. KELLER. 

LILIAN B. QUINBY, ADELINE TEELE. 

The Wellesley Magazine is published monthly, from October to June, by a board of editors chosen 
from the Senior Class. 

All literary contributions may be sent to Miss Mary K. Conyngton, Wellesley College, Wellesley, Mass. 

All items of college interest, and communications to be inserted in the department of Free Press, will be 
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THE CONCEPTION OF IMMORTALITY, AS FOUND IN BROWNING'S POETRY. 

THE poet lives in what is beyond. His ear hears the chord that is 
to be drawn out of the present harmony as yet quivering along 
the bow of the Master Musician ; his eye sees the form and color that must 
grow out from the pattern through which the Weaver of Life has but jiow 
thrust His shuttle ; his soul reaches out for that thought in the Eternal 
Mind which to-morrow will be born in the hearts of other men. He sees by 
the light of next morning's dawn, and the thing that he sees he calls Immor- 
tality. This is the soul of a poet's song. 

In the sixteenth century he sang joyously, and he sang to a joyous peo- 
ple; a people docile, and, as yet, unthinking. And he sang to them of the 
wonders of this life and of the life that was to come after; he p-ave them 



118 THE WELLSLEY MAGAZINE. 

heavens, and hells, and purgatories to infinity; and they glutted themselves 
upon infinity and grew wise in their own conceits, and after, mentally dys- 
peptic ; and for a long while no more poets sang — and the people starved. 
But in our century the poet has begun to sing again because of the hunger 
of the people, and his song has been, for the most part, sad, for the people 
were sick and could not eat, and the poet's own soul was hungry, too, be- 
cause of the famine in the land. Within these last fifty 3 r ears there has 
been one poet who was glad, and who leaves behind him in his songs the 
echo of a laugh ; this is Robert Browning. 

There have been four great poets in our century to whom immortality 
was real, vital : Shelley, Wordsworth, Tennyson, Browning. The first two 
grope, in a hazy fashion, after their spiritual food : Shelley tastes it with an- 
uneasy pantheism ; he is almost distrustful of this new attitude towards im- 
mortality which has arisen in himself; he tries again and again in the "Pro- 
metheus," in the " Epipsychidion," to satisfy himself with the orthodox 
sixteenth century eternity ; but its cloying sweetness sickens him — and us ; 
our dreams of bliss no longer take up their abode there where is: 

" A cave 
All overgrown with trailing odorous plants 
Which curtain out the day with leaves and flowers, 
And paved with veined emerald, and a fountain 
Leaps in the midst with an awakening sound ; 
From its curved roof the mountain's frozen tears, 
Like snow, or silver, or long diamond spires, 
Hang downward, raining forth a doubtful light; 
And there is heard the ever-moving air, 
Whispering without from tree to tree, and birds 
And bees; and all around are mossy seats, 
And the rough walls are clothed with long soft grass; 
A simple dwelling, which shall be our own; 
Where we will sit and talk of time a"nd change, 
As the world ebbs and flows, ourselves unchanged." 

And where : 

" We will talk, until thought's melody 
Become too sweet for utterance, and it die 
In words, to live again in looks, which dart 
With thrilling tone into the voiceless heart, 
Harmonizing silence without a sound." 



THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 119 



" One hope with two wills, one will beneath 
Two overshadowing minds, one life, one death, 
One Heaven, one Hell, one immortality, 
And one annihilation. Woe is me ! 
The winged words on which my soul would pierce 
Into the height of love's rare universe 
Are chains of lead around its flight of fire. 
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire! " 

The poet was weary of pictured immortality ; it perplexed him that he 
should be thus weary, but he felt the truth of it and turned from the defi- 
nite to the vague. Immortality had become a tradition, and in order that it 
should again be vital it must again become a prophecy. 

Shelley's soul turned to the higher pantheism for rest, or rather, for defi- 

niteness of motion, and his belief is voiced in the " Adonais": 

" Naught we know dies. Shall that alone which knows 
Be as a sword consumed before the sheath 
By sightless lightning? " . . . . 

" He wakes or sleeps with the enduring dead; 
Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now. 
Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow 
Back to the burning fountain whence it came, 
A portion of the Eternal, which must glow 
Through time and change unquenchably the same, 
Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame." 



" Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — 
He hath awakened from the dream of life, — 
'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep 
With phantoms an unprofitable strife, 
And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife 
Invulnerable nothings." ..... 

" He is made one with Nature: there is heard 
His voice in all her music, from the moan 
Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird; 
He is a presence to be felt and known 
In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, 
Spreading itself where'er that Power may move 
Which has withdrawn his being to its own, 
Which weeds the world with never-wearied love, 
Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above." 



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" The One remains, the many change and pass; 
Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly. 
Life, like a dome of many-colored glass, 
Stains the white radiance of Eternity 
Until Death tramples it to fragments. Die, 
If thou wouldst be with that which thou dost seek! 
Follow where all is fled!" 



" The soul of Adonais, like a star, 

Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are." 

Wordsworth also accepts the pantheistic idea — accepts it with serenity, 
and rests in it. For him the spirit after death is " rolled around in earth's 
diurnal course with rocks and stones and trees." Unlike Shelley, he never 
attempts a belief in pictorial immorality. The soul of the poet has recog- 
nized that it no longer needs such sweets. 

Tennyson again, takes up the pantheistic idea where Wordsworth left it 

the merging of the individual in the universal, and in his "In Memoriam " 

rises to the belief in personal immorality which afterwards characterizes his 

work. In the Prologue to " In Memoriam" we have his completed 

thought : 

"Strong Son of God, immortal Love, 

Whom we, that have not seen thy face, 
By faith, and faith alone, embrace, 
Believing where we cannot prove; 

" Thou wilt not leave us in the dust; 

Thou madest man, he knows not why; 
He thinks he was not made to die; 
And thou hast made him: thou art just. 



" Thou seemest human and divine, 

The highest, holiest manhood, thou; 

Our wills are ours, we know not how; 

Our wills are ours, to make them thine." 



Browning also reaches to the height of belief in personal immortality, but 
the question is, does he do more for us than Tennyson, does he do more than 
simply present the idea in a new light? Is his thought the climax of our 
nineteenth century prophecy, or does he divide the honors with Tennyson? 



THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 121 



Emphatically, without him we should have arrived at no such spiritual 
height as that of which we can at present feel proud, and which makes the 
poetic cycle of our century a complete as well as a great one. 

In the first place, Browning takes up the idea of immortality be) r ond the 
point at which Tennyson takes it up ; the pantheistic thought is used by him 
in his poems, but never as a belief belonging to himself ; he never livedin it ; 
his soul was born out of it. Tennyson's spirit struggled out of it; his is a 
gentle soul and one feels always a sense of lingering depression in him ; lie 
attained to faith and he clung to it with a sad joyousness. He lacks the ro- 
bust quality which we feel in Browning. Browning came after the worst of 
the famine, he had a healthy dislike for too many sweets — he was hungry, 
but it was with the keen appetite of one accustomed to working for that 
which he expects to eat, not the gnawing of one inured to deprivation. 

I have hitherto compared the poets through their elegies — the " Lucy " 
dirge, "Adornus," "In Memoriam." The elegies of Browning and Tenny- 
son, although both presented from the standpoint of the intellect, show one 
marked difference : "La Saisiaz " leaves out that veiy element by which faith 
is attained to in " In Memoriam." 

"That which we dare invoke to bless; 

Our dearest faith; our ghastliest doubt; 
He, They, One, All; within, without; 
The Power in darkness whom we guess; 

" I found him not in world or sun, 
Or eagle's wing, or insect's eye; 
Nor through the questions men may try 
The petty cobwebs we have spun. 

"If e'er when faith had fall'n asleep 
I heard a voice ' believe no more, 
And heard an ever-breaking shore 
That tumbles in the Godless deep; 

" A warmth within the breast would melt 
The freezing reason's colder part, 
And like a man in wrath, the heart 
Stood up and answered, 'I have felt!' 

" No, like a child in doubt and fear: 

But that blind clamor made me wise ; 
Then was I as a child that cries, 
But, crying, knows his father near; 



122 THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 



"And what I am beheld again 

What is, and no man understands, 
And out of darkness came the hands 
That reach thro' nature moulding man." 

This omission is the more noticeable in that the Christ-figure so thor- 
oughly permeates the great mass of Browning's work. In those poems in 
which he attains to the height of his spiritual faith the Christ is the centre 
and soul of his inspiration ; he is, more than aught else, a Christial poet. 
But "La Saisiaz " deals with the intellectual arguments concerning immor- 
tality. The attitude taken differs entirely from that in the elegies of the 
other poets; it is just here that we get something new, something which 
was needed for the completeness of our modern cycle — the poet daring to 
approach with his argumentative intellect that which has hitherto been con- 
signed to the imagination and the emotion. It will be well, therefore, to 
make a special study of "La Saisiaz " in order to understand this distinctive 
characteristic of Browning's faith in Immortality; after which it will be suf- 
ficient for our purpose to summarize briefly those characteristics of his be- 
lief in which he is allied to his fellow poets, or in which he differs from them 
only in degree. 

The poem "La Saisiaz" bears beneath its name the inscription " A. E. S., 
September, 1877." This is its history : — 

It was written after the sudden death of Miss Agnes Egerton Smith, an old 
friend of Mr. Browning's, a cultivated woman of keen intellectual and artistic 
power. Mr. Browning and his sister spent the summer of '77 with Miss 
Egerton Smith at a place near Saleve, and here Miss Smith's death occurred 
in the manner described in the poem. La Saisiaz, Savoyard for "the sun," 
was the name of the villa in which the party spent the summer. 

The poem, as we see by the date, is a late one and, as such, is of signal 
importance in tracing the development of our poet ; it gives us assurance 
that despite the seeming cynicism and critical coldness towards life which 
have been said to characterize, perhaps unpleasantly, the later work of 
Browning, he has nevertheless retained in its fulness that depth and enthu- 
siasm of faith which we find in "Rabbi Ben Ezra" or "Saul." In fact, 
" La Saisiaz " seems to serve as a summary and repetition of nearly all the 
great thoughts on immortality which we find elsewhere and earlier in 
Browning. 



THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 123 

Considering the poem artistically we find that the setting and treatment 
stand in definite relation to the theme. The poem is the result of a great 
emotional experience remembered in tranquillity ; it was written in London 
several months after the death of Miss Smith, when the poet could follow 
out, link by link, the chain of that argument which he had grasped in its pas- 
sionate entirety upon the mountain-top. The very calm, deliberation, ined- 
itativeness of metre and thought accomplish artistically that which a burst 
of passion would have thwarted ; [the atmosphere of the Alps, in all its cold, 
clear stillness, pervades the poem. The dramatic situation also bears di- 
rectly upon the theme. The poet, filled with a great sorrow, has dared and 
done, singly, that climbing both had planned to do together just before she 
died. He has attained the summit and is resting there; his mood shows 
that fluctuation between depression and exaltation which would be the nat- 
ural result attendant upon his long climb and his grief, opposed to the up- 
lifting of the sublime in the glory of the world spread out before him : — 

" But the triumph crowning all — 
There's Saleve's own platform facing glory which strikes greatness small, — 
Blanc, supreme above his earth-brood, needles red aud white and green, 
Horns of silver, fangs of crystal set on edge in his demesne." 

He is resting on the height, looking out for answer upon the mysterious, 
unanswering silence of nature, with Geneva in sight, staring up at him out 
of the midst of civilization, and the " texts whence Calvin preached." 

He begins by brooding over his walk with her the evening before she 
died, when they had planned this little journey ; he lingers upon the things 
she said and did ; he recalls the vividness of the life in that next morning; 
he recalls her death, and then he recalls herself: 

" Gone you were, and I shall never see that earnest face again 
Grow transparent, grow transfigured with the sudden light that leapt, 
At the first word's provocation, from the heart-deeps where it slept." 



" Rare thing, red or white, you rest now." 

Confronting himself with her image forces upon him the question which 
he has been evading : 



124 THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 



"Here I stand: but you — where?" 

" If a spirit of the place 
Broke the silence, bade me question, promised answer, what disgrace 
Did I stipulate 'Provided answer suit my hopes, not fears!' 
Would I shrink to learn my life-time's limit — days, weeks, months or years? 
Would I shirk assurance on each point whereat I can but guess — 
Does the soul survive the body ? Is there God's self, no, or yes? " 

He then begins by acknowledging that man is but a finite being after all, 
and that there is an infinite being outside of man : 

" Mine is but man's truest answer — how were it did God respond? " 

" Can I make my eye an eagle's, sharpen ear to recognize 
Sound o'er league and league of silence? Can I know, who but surmise? " 

He reflects upon the curious coincidence that they should have discussed 
the truth of immortality walking along the grass-path together, shortly be- 
fore she died : 

"If I dared no self-deception, when, a week since, I and you 
Walked and talked along the grass-path, passing lightly in review 
What seemed hits and what seemed misses in a certain fence-play — strife 
Sundry minds of mark engaged in ' On the Soul and Future Life.' 
If I ventured estimating what was come of parried thrust, 
Subtle stroke, and, rightly, wrongly, estimating could be just, 
Just, though life so seemed abundant in the form which moved by mine, 
I might well have played at feigning, fooling — laughed " What need opine, 
Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain, 
And this first life claims a second, else I count its good no gain? " 
Much less have I heart to palter when the matter to decide 
Now becomes "Was ending ending once and always, when you died? " 

He then reviews the argument that : 

" Somewhere new existence led by men and women new, 
Possibly attains perfection coveted by me and you; 
While ourselves, the only witness to what work our life evolved, 
Only to ourselves proposing problems proper to be solved 
By ourselves alone, — who working ne'er shall know if work bear fruit 
Others reap aud garner, heedless how produced by stalk and root; — " 

"We who, darkling, timed the day's birth, struggling, testified to peace 
Earned by dint of failure, triumph, — we creative thought, must cease 
In created word, thought's echo, due to impulse long since sped! 
Why repine? There's ever some one lives although ourselves be dead! " 



THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 125 

In fact, Browning utterly rejects both pantheism and positivism, to which 
Shelley and Wordsworth had turned for comfort. He says since there is 
this incompleteness we must own life unhappy, and if unhappy, is "there 
supplemental happiness? " or must we count life a curse and not a blessing? 
He then determines to prove to himself how much or how little he believes 
true that controverted doctrine of immortality : 

" Is it fact to which I cleave, 
Is it fancy I hut cherish, when I take upon my lips 
Phrase the solemn Tuscan fashioned, and declare the soul's eclipse 
Not the soul's extinction? take his ' I believe and I declare — 
Certain am I — from this life I pass into a better there 
Where that lady lives of whom enamored was my soul ' — where this 
Other lady, my companion dear and true, she also is? " 

He declares that the question and its answer presuppose two points : that 
the thing itself which questions, answers, is, it knows. 

That there is a thing which perceives — namely, soul — and a force which 
is perceived — God — these are the only facts he claims, and that they o'erpass 
his power to prove them facts proves them such — all else is surmise. Our 
three other poets hold also to the existence of these two facts. Modern sci- 
ence itself cannot leave them out, they are self-evident. 

The fact that all else is surmise is illustrated in Browning by the figure 
of the rush which knows that it exists and that it floats on the stream that is 
not itself, but cannot tell whether it will be swept away to perish, or thrown 
upon the land to strike root and grow ; or whence the stream comes or 
whither it flows. 

He then asks if there is sufficient ground for the hope that there is an- 
other life beyond the fact that " anyhow, we want it," and that the hope of 
it is the only thing which makes life worth living, and he says there is not 
a sufficient reason. 

" ' We believe' is sighed. I take the cup of comfort proffered thus, 
Taste and try each soft ingredient, sweet infusion, and discuss 
What their blending may accomplish for the cure of doubt, till — slow, 
Sorrowful, but how decided! needs must I o'erturn it — 6oI" 

He has declared the only two facts to be God and his own soul, and he now 
asserts that the only thing which tells him this is his own experience. He 



126 THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 



can have no knowledge of other men's souls — he is the midway point be- 
tween what is and what may be. Rabbi Ben Ezra says the same : 

"Now, wlio shall arbitrate? 

Ten men love what I hate. 
Shun what I follow, slight what I receive; 

Ten who in ears and eyes 

Watch me: we all surmise, 
They, this thing, and I, that; whom shall my soul believe?" 

And then he proceeds to get at a proof which shall satisfy his own soul, 

irrespective of satisfaction to the souls of other men. His first conclusion 

is reached with regard to this life — namely, that from personal experience : 

" He must say — or choke in silence — howsoever came my fate 
Sorrow did and joy did, nowise, — life well weighed, — preponderate." 

And, since this is the case, he declares that the cause is not" all-wise, all- 
good, all-potent, since it cannot bestow upon its creature one hour beyond 
an allotted time in which to reach out after perfection. Present life is 
failure. The only way he can vindicate man's present existence to himself 
is that a second life is to be granted : 

" Only grant my soul may carry high through death her cup unspilled, 
Brimming though it be with knowledge, life's loss drop by drop distilled. 
I shall boast it mine,— the balsam, — bless each kindly wrench that wrung 
From life's tree its inmost virtue, tapped the root whence pleasure sprung, 
Barked the bole, and brake the bough, and bruised the berry, left all grace 
Ashes in death's stern alembic, loosed elixir in its place!" 

Notice that he ends with hope as the thing needful to make life worth liv- 
ing. Let us review these first arguments : 

1. Man is a finite being and can never hope to attain to the absolute, 
therefore nothing in the infinite which he questions can ever be completely 
divested of mystery for him. This is the acknowledgment in the begin- 
ning, that he is attacking a question which he knows he cannot absolutely 
prove. 

2. The positivist idea does not make life worth living. 

3. There are three facts — God, soul and personal experience. 

4. Personal experience teaches that this life taken by itself is a failure, 
and that God is not therefore wisdom, love and power, since that which He 
creates attains to nothing. 



THE WELLESLEY MAGAZLNE. 127 

5. We do live and we do desire to live, and the thing we live for is this 
hope of a life hereafter. Therefore this hope is the one thing needful to 
make life here a success. 

One very significant touch in the poem is that through it all Browning 
is addressing her, "the dear and true," as if she really were beside him in 
her other life. 

Having now exhausted his arguments he proceeds to take them up again 
from ;i different standpoint; his soul, which has before been doing the ar- 
guing from his own experience, now stands aside as judge while surmise and 
fact, hiiicy and reason carry on the discussion. 

Fancy begins by declaring that three facts exist — God, the soul and, be- 
cause of these two, a future life. 

One commentator has said that the ground of the argument shifted here 
from the main question of whether there is a future life to what good this 
future life would bring to present life. This would seem, however, hardly 
true, since immortality can only be considered through its relation with the 
present life, and Browning has been arguing on this ground all along and 
has just said that this hope of immortality was the one thing needful to 
present life. 

Reason replies to Fancy that it certainly promises advantage, and that 
since we are to get so much good b} r death the best thing we can do is to 
die at once. 

Fancy, however, splits future life into heaven and hell; hell for those who 
curtail wilfully their allotted portion of earthly life. 

Reason retorts : then simply wait ; be quiet, or if you prefer action, bustle 
around. 

Fancy now creates another fact — reward and punishment in after life for 
good or evil done in this ; and Reason replies : O, well ! If you want to re- 
duce man to a machine, pray do so, but 

" Prior to this last announcement earth was man's probation place: 
Liberty of doing evil, gave his doing good a grace"; 

and experience shows that man does not keep a law because he will be pun- 
ished if he breaks it — rather he breaks it. 



128 THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 



"All I see is law here on earth, arid yet 
There's evading and persuading and much making law amends 
Somehow, there's the nice distinction 'twixt fast foes and faulty friends, — 
Any consequence except inevitable death when ' Die, . 
Whoso breaks our law!' they publish, God and Nature equally." 

In other words, man will hope — you cannot prevent him from doing it. 

" Break, my warrant for assurance! which assurance may not be 
If, supplanting hope, assurance needs must change this life to me, 
So, I hope — no more than hope, but hope — no less than hope, because 
I ean fathom by no plumb-line sunk in life's apparent laws, 
How I may in any instance fix where change should meetly fall 
Nor involve, by one revisal, abrogation of them all, 
Which again involves as utter change in life thus law-released, 
Whence the good of goodness vanished when the ill of evil ceased." 

" Whereas, life and laws apparent reinstated, — all we knoAV, 

All we know not,- — o'er our heaven again cloud closes, until, lo, — 
Hope the arrowy, just as constant, comes to pierce its gloom, compelled 
By a power and by a purpose which, if no one else beheld, 
I behold in life, so — hope!" 

This is the " Browning attitude " towards life, the attitude which readies its 
faith through its doubt, and which prefers to do so. 

Here ends the argumentative part of the poem. The poet now, with the 
flush of victory upon him, rejoicing in his triumph, at the highest pitch of 
exaltation, declares himself as great a man as other great men have been, 
and throws down the gauntlet before the pessimists Byron, Rousseau, Vol- 
taire and Gibbon. In the face of the eloquence of Rousseau, the poetic 
power of Byron, the learning of Gibbon, the wit of Voltaire, he shouts : 
" Fame, then give me Fame a moment! " 



" Lo, I lift the coruscating marvel — Fame! and famed declare 

He there with the brand flamboyant, broad o'er night's forlorn abyss, 
Crowned by prose and verse, and wielding with Wit's bauble, Learning's rod — 
Well? Why he, at least, believed in Soul, was very sure of God! " 

But it is not through "La Saisiaz " that the world has learned of Brown- 
ing's faith in immortality ; it is not because of this effort of his intellect 
that we hail him the optimist, the believer! — had he never written "La Sai- 
siaz " his creed would still have been in advance upon the creeds of his fore- 



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runners. "La Saisiaz " gives us a different aspect of Browning's genius, it 
does not mark the height of his message — it is the after-thought, the calm 
summing-up, the intellectual effort. His spiritual faith was given to us 
in "Saul," "Rabbi Ben Ezra," "A Death in the Desert," and others; and, 
strange to say, much as the world clamors for fact, proof, reality, it is 
not to " La Saisiaz " that it clings for evidence of the truth of immortality, 
but to those earlier bursts of prophecy which affirm with all the assurance 
of faith the truth that they disdain to prove. 

Among these earlier poems "Cleon," perhaps, approaches more nearly to 
the intellectual calm of "La Saisiaz." "Cleon," as we know, is written from 
the standpoint of a Greek of the first century, and we feel something of rep- 
etition in "La Saisiaz" when we remember that Cleon has already said: 

"No, 
It skills not! life's inadequate to joy, 
As the soul sees joy, tempting life to take." 



" And so a man can use but a man's joy 
While he sees God's." 



" Most progress is most failure : thou sayest well." 
Or again- 
st is so horrible, 
I dare at times imagine to my need 
Some future state revealed to us by Zeus, 
Unlimited in capability 
For joy, as this is in desire for joy, 
To seek which the joy-hunger forces us: 
That, stung by straitness of our life, made strait 
On purpose to make prized'the life at large — 
Freed by the throbbing impulse we call death, 
We burst there, as the worm into the fly, 
Who, while a worm still, wants his wings. But no! 
Zeus has not yet revealed it; and alas, 
He must have done so, were it possible!" 

But in "Cleon," as in all the other early poems, we find the note of 
Christianity struck, we see the edge of the gold rim of the Sun of Right- 
eousness creeping up to lighten the pagan world — 
" Oh! the Jew findeth scholars! " 



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As " Cleon " lias shown the attitude of the Greek towards immortality, 
so " Karshish " shows that of the Arab mystic on seeing " Heaven opened to 
a soul while yet on earth." "The Last Ride Together " and " Prospice" 
give the attitude of the lover. 

And in all these poems Browning is pleading for personal immortality; 
the idea of the absorption of the individual into the universal holds no fas- 
cination for him — rather, he finds it repugnant. 

In general, these poems may be classed as mainly spiritual, or mainly in- 
tellectual, but there are several strange, almost whimsical poems, which it 
would seem almost a sacrilege to range on the side of the spirit, and almost 
an absurdity to range on the side of the intellect. 

What are we going to do with " A Toccata of Galuppi's " and " The 
Bishop Orders His Tomb," and " Waring"? 

The attitude of the bishop is not a real one as far as Brownimg is con- 
cerned, it is simply a whimsical and historical application of the term immor- 
tality. "Waring," again, holders on the mystical, it being about some one 
who is never quite dead and yet cannot be alive. But the " Toccata " is 
unique; it takes up with unpleasant directness the question as to what is to 
become of the masses who, in this life, have lacked nothing quite so much 
as they have lacked that very soul which, we are taught, is the pre-requisite 
to immortality. It is all well and good for the man who possesses individu- 
ality in this life to feel that he has a right to a better chance for perfection 
hereafter ; but what are we going to do with the dead weight of the com- 
monplace, the light weight of the frivolous? Do they, too, continue 
throughout eternity ? What place will they occupy in our scheme of indi- 
vidual r immortality ? 

"The soul, doubtless is immortal — where a 
Soul can be discerned. 
■• Yours, for instance: you know physics, something of geology, 
Mathematics are your pastime; souls shall rise in their degree; 
Butterflies may dread extinction, you'll not die, it cannot be! 
"As for Venice and her people, merely born to bloom and drop, 
Here on earth they bore their fruitage, mirth and folly w r ere the crop: 
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop? 

" ' Dust and ashes! ' so you croak it, and I want the heart to scold. 
Dear dead women, with such hair, too — what's become of all the gold 
Used to hang and brush their bosoms? I feel chilly and grown old." 



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It is a delicate question, but doubtless there is such a thing as perfection 
even along the line of the commonplace. 

I have already said that it is through his Christianity that Browning gives 
us his most perfect faith in immortality ; I have already implied that it is in 
this respect that he differs from Tennyson only in degree. Tennyson is a 
Christian, but he views his Christ from afar off, he retains towards Him the 
attitude of a Sir Galahad. His is a sweet religion, gentle, pure, but sad and 
a little remote. Browning's religion is one shout of joy; if it were not for 
this he would be the saddest of poets. The man who could discover and 
depict the cynicism of a Don Juan, the sordidness of a Clara de Millerleurs, 
the depravity of such a man as one finds in the " Inn Album ' and who, 
nevertheless, is known and revered as the happiest optimist of this, or almost 
any other century, must, indeed, be a man of joyous faith, and this his mes- 
sage proves. We have no ups and downs, no awful depths, no breathless 
heights in Tennyson ; he is, for the most part, a shining plain with some- 
times the sun under a cloud. Browning has mounted to a height never be- 
fore attained by poet, and he does it in three leaps, from the great mass and 
solid foundation of his work to " Rabbi Ben Ezra " — 

" Perfect I call thy plan: 
Thanks that I was a man! 
Maker, remake, complete — I trust what Thou shaltdo! 

" Look not thou clown, but up! 

To uses of a cup, 
The festal board, lamp's flash and trumpet's peal, 

The new wine's foaming flow, 

The Master's lips aglow! 
Thou, heaven's consummute cup, what needst thou with earth's wheel? 
"But I need, now as then, 

Thee; God, Who mouldest men! 
And since, not even while the whirl was w r orst, 

Did I — to tlie wheel of life, 

With shapes and colors rife, 
Bound dizzily — mistake my end, to slake Thy thirst. 
" So take and use Thy work, 

Amend what flaws may lurk, 
What strain o' the stuff, what warping past the aim ! 

My times be in Thy hand! 

Perfect Thy cup as planned ! 
Let age approve of youth, and death complete the same! " 



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From " Rabbi Ben Ezra " to « Abt Vogler " 

" Therefore to whom turn I hut to Thee, the ineffahle Name! 

Builder and Maker, Thou, of houses not made with hands i 
What, have fear of change from Thee, Who art ever the same? 

Douht that Thy power can fill the lieart that Thy power expands;' 
There shall never be one lost good! What was shall live as before; 

The evil is null, is naught, is silence implyiug sound; 
What was good, shall be good, with, for evil so much good more; 

On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round." 

From " Abt Vogler" one leap to the height, that is, "Saul," and within this 
last stanza he embraces all the argument in "La Saisiaz " — 

" I believe it! 'Tis Thou, God, that givest, 'tis I who receive: 
In the first is the last, in Thy will is my power to believe. 
All's one gift: Thou canst grant it moreover, as prompt as my prayer, 
As I breathe out this breath, as I open these arms to the air. 

" I will? — the mere atoms despise me! Why am I not loth 
To look that, even that, in the face, too? Why is it I dare 
Think but lightly of such impuissance? What stops my despair? 
This: — 'tis not what man does which exalts him, but what man would do! 
See the King — I would help him, but cannot, the wishes fall through. 
Could I wrestle to raise him from sorrow, grow poor to enrich, 
To fill up his life, starve my own out, I would — knowing which, 
I know that my service is perfect. Oh, speak through me now! 
Would I suffer for him that I love? So wouldst Thou— so wilt Thou! 
So shall crown Thee the topmost, ineffablest, uttermost crown — 
And Thy love fill infinitude wholly, nor leave up nor down 
One spot for the creature to stand in? It is by no breath, 
Turn of eye, wave of hand, that salvation joins issue with death! 
As Thy love is discovered almighty, almighty be proved 
Thy power that exists with and for it, of being beloved! 

He who did most, shall bear most; the strongest shall stand the most weak. 
'Tis the weakness in strength that I cry for; my flesh that I seek 
In the Godhead! I seek and I find it. O Saul it shall be 
a Face like my face that receives thee; a Man like to me 
Thou shalt love and be loved by, forever: a Hand like this hand 
Shall throw open the gates of new life to thee! See the Christ stand!" 

Florence Converse. 



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THE BETHLEHEM STAIl. 

I had searched the skies 
With reverent eyes 

For a sign of the Christmas star, 
But my sins hetween 
Like a veil had heen, 

My finite sight to bar; 
And I went to sleep with the place unguessed, 

Whence shone its silver beams, 
But the big moon dipping under the west 
Is telling me in my dreams. 
Oh, hark — 

And be still! 
You can hear 
If you will, 
He is telling me now in my dreams. 

I know that up there 
In the blue somewhere, 

The wonderful rays still shine, 
And some day, they 
Will have swept away 

The sin from your eyes and mine, 
And we shall be blest as the angels are blest 

By the sight of the silver beams, 
For the big moon dipping under the west 
Has told me in my dreams. 
Oh, hark — 

And be still ! 
You can hear 
If you will, 
What he told me in my dreams. 

But I know not yet, 
For I always forget 

The spot that the big moon said, 
And I am not sure, 
When I asked once more, 

But he kissed me for answer instead. 



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So still I wait with the place unguessed 

Whence shine the silver beams, 
'Til the big moon dipping under the west 
Shall tell me again in my dreams. 
Oh, hark — 

And be still! 
You can hear 
If you will, 
When he tells me again in my dreams. 



L. B. Q. 



AT THE AUTHORS' CLUB IN NEW YORK. 

ALL day the snow had hurried through the crisp December air, urging 
the traveler to a more rapid walk, driving the wayfarer relentlessly 
from place to place, adorning the every-day world in its most gorgeous 
array, "a robe of purest white," for the morrow was New Year's Day. The 
evening came on in restful calm. The snow had ceased. After the confu- 
sion, the turmoil of the day, the earth lay wrapped in silent beauty, await- 
ing the hour when it should discard its old, well-nigh completed year for a 
new and pure one 

We had chosen to walk, my friend and I — for my rooms were not far 
from those of the Authors' Club — that we might imbibe the spirit of the 
night, and be in full sympathy with the celebrations in which we were to 
participate at the Club. I anticipated the festivities with great pleasure, 
and felt myself fortunate in having so honored an occasion celebrate my 
first visit to the Authors' Club. My dear friend, Richard Harding Davis, 
with his usual tact and thoughtfulness, had set aside this night of all others 
to introduce me to the Club, where not only the gayety of an approaching 
New Year was abroad, but when Thomas Nelson Page, a well-beloved 
writer of my own State, was to honor the club with his merry, whole-souled 
presence. 

Mr. Davis suddenly broke in upon my happy reverie — for we had walked 
for some time in silence — by saying, abruptly, "Frank, behold the entrance 
to this abode of good-cheer, good-fellowship and hospitality. Behold ! and 
mark well its first characteristic." 



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After carefully scrutinizing the whole front, and the great door in par- 
ticular, I drew a deep breath of satisfaction, and waited to be admitted to 
this shrine of delights; but I should not have been so easily satisfied with 
my survey ; my friend was not. " Well ? " he said, with a decidedly shiver- 
ing question mark — for the wind, being no respecter of persons, whistled 
sharply around " temple of delights." 

"Well?" I returned, varying my question mark, " very well. Any- 
thing remarkable ? " I asked. 

"Very," he answered, briefly, looking steadfastly at the name "Authors' 
Club," over the door. 

Following his example, I looked again, and then the still air rang with my 
laughter; I had at last "seen." The apostrophe in the word "author" had 
been entirely ignored and omitted. There was no sign of possession. The 
authors claimed, I believe, that they did not own the club. They must be 
indulged and so the title stared you in the face with this peculiar omission, 
suggesting immediately the little eccentricities, the delightful freedom and 
abandon of the club. 

"Dick," I said, well-pleased, "the wonders and the delights begin at 
once ; take me further." 

The shrine's door was opened, and we entered a spacious, brightly-lighted 
hall, alive and cheerful with the groups of men discarding heavy furs and 
enjoying the hospitable warmth of the flames as they leaped up the wide 
chimney ; or exchanging hearty greetings, or chatting cosily. I recognized 
many familiar faces, but saw also many new ones. Scarcely had we closed 
the door, before a strong hand grasped mine firmly, and a pair of laughing 
gray eyes, a bright countenance, and a jovial voice bade me a hearty wel- 
come. It was no other than Mark Twain, and I enjoyed him now the more 
because when last I saw him at my own home, he had dared tell me that 
my native town "had more churches and less religion, more schools and less 
learning," than any he had ever known. Charles Dudley Warner greeted 
me warmly from a distant corner, and I think now with great pleasure, how 
the spiritual eyes of Richard Watson Gilder smiled kindly greeting to me — 
those eyes that almost seemed to say : 



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" Oh! love, love, clear love, the best things are the truest. 
When the world is darkest here below, Oh! then the skies are bluest. 
Deep is the blue of the sky, and bright is the gleam of the stars, 
And oh! how bright across the night, Aurora's crimson bars." 

Many other friends welcomed me, and Mr. Davis then and throughout 
the evening introduced me to numerous editors, journalists and authors. 

When the roaring of the bright blaze and the hearty welcome of the 
members of the club had effaced the memory of the bitter cold, and left only 
the inspiration of my walk, I began to look about me and to behold other 
marvels or delights, as the case might be, of this abode of comforts and 
pleasures. My Southern blood warmed first toward the open fire; its 
crackle and roar, its dancing and leaping were constant joys. On the 
mantel above the fire-place, things of different degrees of beauty and useful- 
ness rested ; but those attracting my attention most were several long, 
handsome, meerschaum pipes, saying that if the club was not the possession 
of the authors, no more were they the possession of the club, but the subjects 
of their own free wills and pleasures. The rooms were fitted up in a simple, 
but refined and artistic way. Many good pictures, old engravings, and 
casts of Greek sculpture adorned the walls. The library in particular 
interested me. It contained several hundred volumes, works of the mem- 
bers of the club, with but few exceptions. 

With my watchful host as my constant guide, and numerous suggestions 
and interpretations from many of the other members, I drank in the refresh- 
ing draught of this fount of humor, pathos, poetry and intellect. A little 
volume in blue and gold lirst attracted me. and in a moment I had taken 
Richard Gilder's "New Day" from the shelf, and as I turned its pages, a 
pure, aspiring note floated up. I replaced the little volume gently near its 
companion, "The Poet and His Master." Richard Henry Stoddard and 
.Edmund Clarence Stedman now claimed my attention. In early manhood, 
ixnd more mature age, they had faithfully served the Muse, and, denied the 
appreciation and reward which should have been theirs, they yet ministered 
faithfully to the ideal, the "beauty and wholesomeness of true art." "Fan- 
tasy and Passion," "Song and Story," "Romance and Revery." side by side, 
suggested Edgar Fawcett in his romantic verse. Just above, I found 
■"Social Silhouettes" and several of his prose works. Here, too, was a 



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" Little Journey in the World " and " Their Pilgrimage " with Charles 
Dudley Warner's realistic ring; and again, Mr. Bishop's " Home of a 
Merchant Prince'' and Professor Boyesen's "Daughter of the Philistine's," 
depicting New York life in their careful, still realistic manner. Here was 
Julian Hawthorne's "Beatrix Randolph," there Bunner's short stories and 
Brander Mathews's. Ah ! there was a very new volume of " Gallagher " and 
the "Van Bibber Stories." Another new volume, I had just read its title, 
" The Faith Doctor," when my name was called, and I hurried towards a 
group of men to find in their midst the guest of the evening, Thomas 
Nelson Page. 

With him there had entered many other late-comers, the Opera was just 
out. Cordial were all the greetings to Mr. Page, and it was with deep 
interest that I stood aside to watch him, seated in the great arm-chair of 
state, before the blazing fire, bestowing his hearty cheer and flowing good 
humor on the members surrounding him. I was attracted by numerous 
other groups, one in which the Opera was being hastily discussed, another 
deeply engrossed in a game of chess, and yet a third in which the handsome 
head of Edward Eggleston towered above the rest as he defended sume 
theory of his. I was drawing near to participate in this discussion, when a 
gong sounded, and the groups broke up, the men sauntered in from adjoin- 
ing rooms, and we were ushered into supper. 

The bright light was reflected and reflected again in the spotless damask 
covering the tables, in the polished silver, and the handsome cut glass. We 
were honored with seats near Mr. Page. The features of the banquet inter- 
esting me most was a salad of string beans. This, I learned, always accom- 
panied their banquets, and, even on this festival evening, could not be 
omitted. Mr. Page, unwilling that there should be even an eccentric dish 
to which he could not find an equal, gave us his stoiy of "Uncle Ci and the 
'possum." 

"Gentlemen," he began, "I fear you cannot fully appreciate this story, if 
you have never partaken of that truly darkey dish, 'possum. However, 
trusting that you will have faith in my word and Uncle Ci's when we tell 
you that it is the 'mos' delightsome dish you eber tasted,' I shall give you 
the outcome of this opinion. Uncle Ci had had the good fortune to kill a 
'possum while hunting. With great care he had cooked it, and when at last 



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it was done, Uncle Ci looked lovingly at it and said, 'Well, I ought to git 
all th' enjoyment outen this ez I kin. I'll jes' put the 'possum on de flo' 
beside me, en go to sleep. Den I'll eat 'im in my dreams and when I 
wakes, I'll eat 'im sho' nuff, and enjoy 'im more'en once.' And so the old 
darkey was soon eating 'possum to his heart's content in dreamland. But 
while he slept, Uncle Nelse, attracted by the savory odor, crept into the 
cabin. 'Well, I never!' he exclaimed, amazed. 'I reckon I'll jes' eat this 
"possum, and Ci, he won't know who 'twas.' This resolution was no sooner 
made than acted upon, and e'er long the 'possum was gone. Now, Uncle 
Nelse's conscience smote him. After a moment's thought, he dipped his 
fingers into the pan. smeared the grease on Uncle Ci's mouth, and departed 
as noiselessly as he came. Soon Uncle Ci awoke. 'Well, I did enjoy dat 
"possum in my dreams, and now I reckon I'll enjoy 'im agin' ; but disap- 
pointment only awaited him. Turning, he found the 'possum gone. Slowly 
he rubbed his hand across his mouth, and then surveyed it. ' Ef I ain't 
done eat dat 'possum sho' nuff in my dreams ! It don't pay to wait no way.' ' 
Soon now the toasts came, first to the honorary members, long life and 
happiness, with tender allusions to the dear ones so late with them — 
Whittier, Lowell, Arnold. I can even now hear the firm, sympathetic 
voice of Edward Eggleston repeating in his allusions to Arnold that requi- 
escat, so appropriate to the writer's own life : 

" Strew on her roses, roses, 
And never a spray of yew. 
In quiet she repose,s, 

Oh! would that I did too. 
" Her mirth the world required, 
She bathedjt in songs of glee ; 
But her heart was tired, tired, 
And now they let her be. 

" Her life was turning, turning 
In mazes of heat and sound. 
But for peace her soul was yearning. 
And now pence wraps her round. 

'• Her cabined, ample spirit 

It struggled long for breath, 
But now it doth inhabit 
The rusty halls of death." 



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Then came the toasts to the honored guests, and finally to the peaceful 
departure of the Old Year and the joyful entrance of the New. 

As we emerged from the dining hall, the great clock on the mantel struck 
the half hour, and preparations were begun for our watch. The gas was 
lowered, wood was heaped on the fire till the flames fairly leaped for joy. 
Most (if the company gathered round the hearth, and while we waited the 
twelve strokes of the massive clock, Page in his own inimitable way told us 
" Marse Chase." I can see them now, that group of brilliant men, so differ- 
ent in their characters, their thoughts, their feelings, each listening with 
unabated interest. And now the story was ended, Mr. Page saying, 
"Judy, have Marse Chase's dawg got home yet? " 

We sat in silence for a moment, and then the twelve strokes came; and as 
they died away, we all sang " Auld Lang Syne." 

Soon after the good-nights were said, and with many best wishes for the 
New Year, and cordial invitations to visit the club again, I left. Mr. Davis 
and I, muffled in furs and our own pleasant reflections, took our homeward 
way in silence. 

Agnes L. Caldwell, '96. 



THE FIRST SNOW. 



The sad earth, seeking vainly for the sun, 
Turned round and round, went patiently ahead 
In the determined path, and, trusting, sped 
Through vast abyss, her journey never done, 
The sad earth, seeking, longing for the sun, 
Grew cold and stiff, till all her life was dead : 
And still she wandered on and on, but pled 
With weary woe for one bright spot, just one; 
Till, yearning for the light, the dark earth wept. 
The dead leaves stirred, the air grew chill and bleak, 
And drearily the clay sank into night. 
Weary with weeping, weeping yet, she slept; 
The north wind softly came and kissed her cheek ; 
Smiling she woke, and lo! the earth was white. 

M. H., 



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THE ACCOMPANIST. 

A HUSH of expectancy fell upon the company as Margaret Burnett 
moved slowly towards the piano ; the fans began to flutter more 
slowly ; pretty Fanny Mason stopped in the midst of an interesting bit of 
gossip which she was detailing to the man at her side, and drew in her 
breath with a quick sigh of delight. 

" Oh, I am so glad she is going to sing! " Mrs. Dinson went over to the 
window to draw back the lace curtain, which the wind was puffing in and 
out with a little swishing sound. Some of the men changed their position 
quietly that they might get a better view of the singer's face. 

Margaret Burnett was considered a pretty girl by women ; the men pro- 
nounced her fascinating. Her features were finety chiseled, there was even 
a suggestion of coldness in the thin lips and firm little chin, but it was con- 
tradicted by the expression of her great gray eyes, "soulful eyes " people 
called them. She stood now, in the soft light of the shaded lamps, with a 
half coquettish little smile on her lips, her eyelids lowered, her hands 
clasped loosely behind her. 

"Who is the accompanist?" asked old Mrs. Marsden, in an undertone, of 
her hostess. She was a queer old woman who was fond of making character 
studies of those around her; something in the face of the plain girl who 
had come quietly out of her dim corner when a song was called for, and now 
sat running her fingers softly over the keys of the piano, had struck her. 

"Who is the accompanist?" 

"That is Margaret's older sister. She always plays for her. S-h-h! she 
is going to sing." 

This little whisper had disturbed the harmony of the opening chords, but 
it was hushed now, and every one listened with bated breath as the clear, 
rich notes of the 3'oung contralto trembled in the air. They rose higher and 
higher, stronger and stronger, filling the room and penetrating into the still 
summer night outside — then they died away, softly, slowly, until only the 
piano carried on the strain in dreau^ undertones, a faint echo of music 
that had passed awa}'. A little moment of silence followed, during which 
people came back from dreamland, with its sweet, alluring fancies, into the 
realities of the present, then came a hearty round of applause. 

"How beautiful!" 



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The men crowded around her, each cherishing the happy thought that the 
song had been intended for him alone. 

'• Won't you come for a promenade in the moonlight?" 

" I know of such a cosy corner in the conservatory, Miss Burnett."' 

" Don't you want a glass of sherbet ? " 

u Yes, thank you; it would be good," she answered the last speaker, and 
took his arm to move away, casting a bright, half-regretful glance back at 
her other admirers. 

Meanwhile the elder sister had slipped back unnoticed into her dim cor- 
ner. Her glance, too, was bright, though no one saw it. Her face was 
flushed and her lips parted in a general sort of a smile. It was so good to 
hear Margaret praised ! How pretty she looked this evening in her flimsy 
new dress. It had been hard work to get it finished in time, but she felt 
well repaid now for her labor. . . . How warm it was ! if she could 
only slip out and get a glass of water! but she did not possess sufficient 
courage to pass through all those people. She could just catch a glimpse of 
Margaret through the portieres, sipping her cool sherbet, and laughing 
softly at some remark which the man who bent over her had made. A breeze 
blowing in from the open window lifted the little curls from her cool, white 
forehead, and wafted to her companion a subtle perfume from the violets on 
her breast. 

The elder Miss Burnett lifted a hand to her own hot face, and pushed 
back the stray locks of hair that had fallen down, then, her eyes still fixed 
on the fair young vision seen through the door, she began mechanically to 
strike on the dumb arm of her chair the chords which she had just played on 
the piano. 

" Yes, Hattie Burnett is a very sweet girl," Mrs. Dinson replied to some 
remark of old Mrs. Marsden's. She never was prett) r , as Margaret is, and 
now she is getting quite passe. Well, she is only two years older, I be- 
lieve, but then, no one would ever take Margaret to be twenty-five, while 
Hattie looks every dajr of thirty. You see, Mrs. Burnett is an invalid, and 
Hattie has always had charge of the family, that is, as far as their physical 
wants and comfort are concerned. She left school when she was seventeen 
to take the housekeeping. They are a large family, too, and Mr. Burnett 
has not been very successful in business. 



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" Yes, she is thoroughly unselfish. I don't believe she ever has time to 
think of herself. Why, she is sitting over there all alone ! She never was 
a success in society, Margaret always carried off all the laurels. She never 
goes out now, I believe, unless Margaret wants her to be with her to play 
the accompaniments. ... If you will excuse me a moment, Mrs. Mars- 
den, I will see if I can find a man to talk to her." 

Mrs. Dinson was a very thoughtful hostess. "Everybody has a good time 
at her entertainments," people said. There seemed to be an unusual scarcity 
of men this evening, though. Margaret was talking to three, it is true, but 
they all seemed to be so engrossed that she did not dare to disturb them 

"Oh, Miss Merry weather, you are not going so soon ! A headache? I 
am so sorry. Good-night!" — then something else claimed her attention, 
and she forgot flattie Burnett. It was so easy to forget Hattie, most 
people did. 

Mrs. Marsden was the exception this time, however. She wanted a new 
character-study ; she was growing somewhat weary of the society belle, and 
the dress suit types, so she went over to Hattie's corner, and took the seat 
beside her. 

" We will waive the necessity of an introduction, my dear. I used to 
know your grondmother, and youv father, too, when he was a very small 
boy. Are you having a good time?" She put the question deliberately. 
The tired eyes lighted up gratefully. It was such a relief to have some one 
to talk to. 

" Oh, yes, a lovely time, thank you. No, I am not dancing, but I like to 
watch the others. Did you like Margaret's voice ? I am so glad, for we 
are quite proud of it. She is going to New York to study this winter." 

" Will you go with her ? You have a ver) r sweet touch, I should think 
that you ought to study too." 

The old lady watched with interested eyes the quick look of amazement 
on Hattie's face. 

"I? oh, no ! I cannot play at all, only accompaniments. Besides, I could 
not possibly leave home." 

" Yes," she answered, in response to another question, " I love music 
dearlv, but I have never been able to devote much time to it. You see, 



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mamma is an invalid, — and then," with a little sigh, "it is so very expen- 
sive, we have spent hundreds of dollars already on Margaret's voice." 

They talked for half an hour there in the dim corner. 

"Why do the}' call you Hattie ? " Mrs. Marsden broke out once, impa- 
tiently, as a pretty cousin passed by with a bright "Hello, Hattie!" The 
girl looked up in surprise. 

" Why, I don't know. My name is Harriet, for mamma, you know. 
Margaret is named for papa's mother. We were always called Maggie and 
Hattie when we were small, then Maggie went off to school, and became 
Margaret. I used to beg to be called Harriet, but they only laughed at 
me, and now — well, I don't care if they like Hattie better." 

" There is Margaret beckoning to me," she said, rising reluctantl} r . " I 
suppose she wants to go. Good-night, Mrs. Marsden. I am so glad to have 
met you. May I come to see you some day ? Thank you so much. 
Good-night." 

"Did you have a good time?" she asked, some fifteen minutes later, as 
Margaret threw herself back in the corner of the carriage, and began to 
draw off her long gloves. 

" Yes — I suppose so," Margaret answered, wearily ; then following her 
own train of thought, and giving an impatient little shrug, "That Mr. 
DeLand is such a fool ! " 

" Is he ? Why, I thought he was so nice," Hattie ventured, but with a 
sympathetic little inflection in her voice. " He complimented your singing 
very highly. I heard him. Everybody did." 

"Did they?" indifferently. "Well, I wish you would practice that 
accompaniment over ; you did not keep time at all to-night. I am going to 
sleep now; wake me when we reach home." 

" Yes," said old Mrs. Marsden, decisively, " she is sweet, — too sweet, 
indeed, — she is ineffective. She lacks power even as an accompanist." 

Josephine P. Simrall, '93. 



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TWILIGHT ON WABAN. 

How does the light lie over the lake 

'Neath the clouds of gray at the close of day, 

When the winds sleep feign before the rain, 

And the waves line the shore with hardly a break'.' 

Straight through the cove an arrow of light 

Keeps the dark of the bay from the ripples of graj : 

For the dark sleeps still 'neath the sunset hill 

Ere the gray has done watching the sun out of sight; 

Faint, at the edge, are red and gold, 

And outlines soft of the trees aloft, 

Now dimming and fused, like pictures removed, 

Which the eyes of a too sleepy child behold. 

Softly the night comes out from the trees, 
Pensive, serene, from the depths of green, 
And it bends to bless with its restfulness 
The quieted lake and the wakeful breeze. 

Joanna PARKER, '96. 



ON CH1USTMAS NIGHT. 

CHRISTMAS day was fast drawing to a close in the great city ; already 
clear-cut shadows cast by bright electic lights lay stretched out over 
the broad pavements, and the mellow tones of the chime in a lofty church 
steeple rang the hour of six through the frosty air. It was cold, bitter cold, 
and the wild wind shrieked round the corners, attacking unwary pedes- 
trians, driving them even more briskly along the silent street. Those who 
wore overcoats turned up their furry collars and whistled merrily, thinking 
of glowing hearth-fires and gleeful children. Those who wore none gathered 
their rags a little closer together, set their chattering teeth a trifle more 
fiercely, and pressed doggedly on to their tryst with the wolf at the dooi . 

Among these was an object, wandering slowly along in the dusk, that 
attracted more than one curious glance that night. It was a tall, gaunt 
figure, literally wrapped in rags. The face, pale, emaciated, stamped 
ineffaceably by dissipation and despair, wore still some mark of a former 
glory ; for the head, despite the matted hair, was finely shaped, the brow 
broad and open; the thin lips, blue with cold, were not unrefined, and the 



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great blood-shot eyes, wild with the hunger-stare, retained a dim shadow of 
genius in their dppths. The gait was uncertain and the figure pitifully- 
bent, but, was it mere fancy? There came now and then an instinctive 
straightening as it passed certain palaces on the stately avenue. Indeed it 
seemed no unfamiliar path that it was treading — the path that led down to 
the great Music Hall. 

Pierre Ribaut, ten years ago, had been the greatest tenor in the city, 
attractive, brilliant, lovable, it scarcely needed his wonderful voice to make 
him society's pet. Great things were boldly prophesied of his musical 
career, and few did Fame beckon so gaily onward ; but high places often 
bring peculiar temptation, and, entering upon paths whose descent is 
terribly swift, Ribaut sank lower and lower, until, penniless, disgraced, a 
confirmed drunkard, he left the city, and his name was seldom mentioned in 
the very circles where it used to be a kind of talisman. For the first time 
in ten years, on this Christmas day, he had returned, and now, he know 
not why, was plodding feebly along the familiar ways, recalling bitterly the 
old associations. 

Now he stood by the Music Hall. Crowds passed in over the marble 
steps. The faint notes of a tuning orchestra were wafted to his quickened 
ear. His pulses throbbed; slowly, and with exceeding difficulty, he 
dragged his weary frame, from which he felt the strength fast ebbing, 
through the massive portals. The sturdy guards would have thrust him 
disdainfully away, but something in those eyes restrained them, and — a 
thing of which they had never before been guilty — they let him pass 
without a ticket into the vast audience room, where he stood, trembling, 
through the opening strains of " The Messiah." He could recall it all so 
well. He had stood there so many times. And now — but, oh, the won- 
derful sweetness of this rendition. Ah! a false interpretation there! He 
be.it eagerly forward and stifled a hacking cough. 

Just then, a sudden pause in the programme, a murmur through the 
crowd. "The great Tenor- — seized with severe illness — carried away — 
what's to be done? The bent, eager figure heard the hurried whispers, a 
light gleamed in his eye, he straightened himself and gathered his tatters 
together, then stepped swiftly down the aisle. "I will take the part — I, 
Pierre Ribaut ! " — • the words rang like a clarion through the hall. 



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A hush like death fell over the waiting people. Some rose hurriedly to 
drag the intruder back, but the cry was quickly raised, u Ribaut, Ribaut! 
let him sing ! " 

He mounted the stage — the stage he had once graced so many times, 
stood there in his filthy rags beside the broadcloth, jewels and lace, seized 
the familiar score with his poor trembling hands and began to sing. 

The vast audience sat breathless. Higher and higher the clear notes 
ascended, true, every one of them, and filled with a power of which that 
emaciated figure seemed strangely incapable. That voice could be none 
other than Ribaut's, but when had they ever heard Ribaut sing like that? 

The great Oratorio was rendered, chorus after chorus, aria after aria, and 
still that wonderful voice continued, and still the audience sat in spellbound 
silence. 

Oh, the fervor, the passion, the unutterable pathos that throbbed through 
the words ! A soul was singing a story of life into that music — a life that 
had fallen far, a life that was groping for light, a life that had found a peace 
at last. 

The mighty Hallelujah Chorus filled the air. The vast assembly rose, as 
was their wont. Singers and orchestra did their noblest, and in the glorious 
uplift no one saw an ominous shudder creep through the worn body, no one 
uoticed that the score dropped from the nerveless fingers ; but, when the 
last great Amen died softly away, they caught him in their strong arms as 
he fell heavily to the floor. He lay, even as he had fallen, a rapt look in 
the eyes, a glory on the face. Skilful physicians attended, kindest hands 
ministered, but he was far beyond the realms of their power. He had 
passed where eye cannot follow, nor ear perceive, nor the mind understand. 

And for many a long year sifter, when the winds blow chill on Christmas 
night, and the ever wondrous strains of " The Messiah " fall upon reverent, 
waiting hearts, the thought of another Christmas night and the memories of 
the last song of Pierre Ribaut give new power and meaning to that music, 
which naught can ever give oivtake away. 

Alice Welch Kkllogg. 



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Gbitoviat 

I. 

WE suppose, to the observant readers of the Magazine, or rather to 
such of its readers as deign to scan the editorial colunin.it is a 
notable fact that every just so often appears a vigorous harangue in regard 
to the literary shortcomings of the average college student. The very fact 
in itself but serves to point a moral. It intimates that every member of the 
editorial board is personally impressed with the need of our students for 
just such exhortation, and as the time comes for each one to speak her 
little piece, it is this subject with which she longs most to wrestle. 

Is it that our average college student takes no pride in the Wellesley 
publication ? Is the Magazine to express the college, or simply its editors? 
As a matter of fact, we are inclined to think that the college as a whole is 
degenerating instead of improving in this matter. It must be that it does 
not sufficiently take to heart our previous reproaches. Is it necessary for 
the editors to personalty urge each member to send in a contribution ? We 
admit that more contributions have been brought us for this number than 
have been brought before this year, but there is a vast chance for improve- 
ment. 

Where are the juniors in our literary work ? The time is not so far 
ahead when our present board of editors will dissolve and a new and, we 
trust, a nobler corps will come to take our place. 

But if the juniors write not how can the new corps be chosen? How will 
it be known what genius lies latent in their midst? Let the juniors speak 
more volubly through our present Magazine columns, and let them not 
selfishly hoard their resources for their own future publication. Where are 
the Free Press articles that we are sure lie hidden in many a fertile brain? 
Because the centre of all our interests is in this Wellesley world, this depart- 
ment of all others should be besieged with contributions. There must 
be more thoughts to be expressed than have ever yet been put on [taper. 

Again, I have been told that our columns are too full of deep, or rather, 
as it was cruelly expressed, " heavy " matter. We are sorry if this is so. 



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Why don't the critics help to remedy the evil? Write us some nice liter- 
ary papers which shall have a more airy character and take the phice of the 
despised " heavy " articles. 

It has been insisted that some of the subjects treated of in the Wkli.es. 
ley Magazine could as easity and with more profit be read up in the li- 
brary, and consequently our more amateur efforts are cast away unscanned. 
We have got to be amateur before we can be professional, but if original 
matter is wanted, give us originality. Lend a helping hand towards making 
our Magazine perfectly all that it should be. 

Moreover, where are the poems which should come rustling into our eager 
and waiting hands? And although of late there has been some improve- 
ment, we can scarcely have too much good verse. "Be not weaiy in well- 
doing," for in all this beautiful Wellesle}^ world full of the Wellesley girls 
who love its beauty so much, there must be a great deal more poetry than 
has ever } r et come to light. It seems almost more natural that a woman 
should be a poet than that a man should be, yet many of our brother col- 
leges surpass us in this matter. Vassar, too, is going ahead. Shall we 
stand back and let Vassar pass us in the race? 

Some one has said that our college life is full of "aspiration "; is it not 
also full of inspiration ? Let us take time to voice the latter as well as to 
possess it; and although it comes best in leisure moments, and leisure mo- 
ments are few, still let us make them possible in every way we can. We 
are at college not only for study but for development, and we can develop 
more from expressing our inspirations, even if that expression be harsh or 
feeble, than' from an)' other method. 

And now we come to the last and to the most important mention ; impor- 
tant really, perhaps, because it points out a definite line of progress. It is, 
that we want to ask our college, a college of nearly eight hundred students, 
why it supports but one publication. 

When the Wellesley Prelude changed to the Wellesley Magazine, 
what was the need to change? Why could we not have kept the Prelude 
for a weekly publication and had a monthly literary magazine as well? 
Are we so weak in literary possibilities that we must see our fellow colleges, 
many of them of lesser size than ours, bravely supporting two or even three 
publications while we can bear but one ? 



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We would not so forcibly present our own shortcomings, if we were not 
sure they could be cured. Publish a weekly paper. Let Wellesley rouse 
herself, as she has roused herself in athletics, and take the place in literary 
work which she deserves to occupy. Let her perfect the Magazine as her 
purely literary monthly, and let her publish a weekly paper to be the 
general news-sheet. The latter paper would of course not be solely in the 
hands of the senior class. 

We hope that others will take up the question, and though we ourselves 
must cease to speak, we trust that our readers will continue to agitate the 
subject with greater and greater courage, until another publication comes 
forth to show what Wellesley girls can do. 

II. 
"\ X 7"E are permitted to quote from a letter written by Susan B. Anthony 
V V to Dr. Webster, in which Miss Anthony sends a message to the 
Wellesley girls : 

" How the world does move womanward with Colorado added to our 
hitherto lone star ! How rich our " field of blue "' will be witli its two shin- 
ing stars ! Now for work in Kansas and New York, with hope of adding 
two more stars to the little galaxy in 1894. 

i heard that your girls sent greeting to Colorado the other day. Give 
every one of them who signed the greeting my heartiest thanks and warmest 
love and hope that they will take their places in the grand army of women 
working for perfect political equality." 



£0e Stee (press. 
I. 

In the leading article of the November number of the Magazine for 1892, the 
subject of college government is impartially discussed and the theory advanced 
that "the relation between the student and the college is partly that of contract, 
partly like that of a family in which the father has not yet wholly relinquished 
his control. From neither point of view has the student body any right anala- 
gous to that of a nation to assert and enforce its claim to self-government." On 
this theory as a basis, it is the purpose of the present article to put forward a plea 
for the speedy recognition of student claims, — to voice the student's desire to 
control a wider field of action, to share in college legislation. 



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Holding the foregoing theory to be undeniably correct, we admit unreservedly 
that the student body has no right to enforce its claim to self-government, but, at 
the same time, we assume that the college authorities, having the student interests 
at heart, are ready to recognize their claim, and to grant the students the fullest 
measure of liberty which is compatible with their well being and the maintenance 
of the college standard. If this is indeed true, true that the present governing 
body is desirous of increased freedom for the students, for student self-govern- 
ment so soon as they are ready for it, then, if they make no move in this direction, 
the inference is plain that in their judgment the students have already been granted 
the freest scope of action possible in their present stage of development. Is this 
position unassailable? Is it true without shadow of doubt that the students are 
now enjoying all the power they are prepared to exercise? We know full well 
that the students do not so think ; we know that they are far from satisfied with 
the liberty they have, and, justly or unjustly, believe in their own ability to decide 
with wisdom certain questions over which they now have no control, and we 
know that they desire to be a law unto themselves in more than one matter in 
which the law at present is laid down for them. 

Feeling sure that this is the prevailing sentiment among the students, it can 
not be amiss to raise the question, whether possibly the students are not ready for 
still greater personal freedom than is allowed them at present. It may be well 
to state some of their objections to the present order of things, and discuss the 
changes they would like to see effected. 

First the question : Are the students in possession of all the privileges that 
can safely be granted them? We realize fully that only those rules are enforced 
which in the opinion of the college authorities are necessary to secure the welfare 
of the students and preserve the physical, mental, and moral standard of the 
college. We are convinced, too, that the governing body would be glad to en- 
large student powers were it only wise so to do. And relying on these convic- 
tions, we give the answer, No, the students are not in possession of all the power 
that might wisely be placed in their hands. There are rules in force which 
might well be dispensed with and the college standard still preserved. We 
may leave out of account altogether, in the present discussion, the first three of 
the ten written rules which the students are expected to obey ; as with the excep- 
tions of the rule making chapel attendance compulsory, and that requiring with- 
drawal from outside obligations on failure to remove conditions within a given 
time, they have to do with the student only in her capacity as a member of the 
body academic, and over the conditions of that relationship the student has no 



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claim to control. The remaining rules concern the students as individuals, or as 
members of society, aside from their academic relation. And in the settlement 
of all such questions we hold that the student body should have a voice, that in 
legislation on student matters there should be student representation. 

The right and justice of this proposition no one now denies. The difficulty 
lies in the fact that the theory is not put in practice, that rules are enforced in the 
making of which the student had no part, — rules which curtail her personal free- 
dom and limit her power of action. Why is it? Why is it that, professing to 
desire liberty and self-government for the student, the governing body still retains 
in its own hands the power to regulate the details of student life, and passes laws 
that encroach upon her individual freedom? Because, forsooth, the student has 
already been granted many privileges and is not read)- for a larger liberty. Is it 
a true, a sufficient reason for the present state of affairs? A state in which stu- 
dent self-government is regarded as the ideal system to be distantly admired and 
carefully avoided; its principle admitted, its practice denied! Is the student 
indeed a child to be told when to say her prayers and made to go to bed a little 
later? Is she really incapable of deciding such questions for herself ? No! and 
no again ! The student who comes to Wellesley is considered able to choose her 
own courses of study, and proves herself able satisfactorily to carry on the work 
required, is also mature enough and wise enough to regulate her conduct herself 
so far as it concerns only herself, and in so far as it concerns others, in conjunc- 
tion with those others. Wellesley is no girl's school, it is a woman's college; of 
the student is expected work demanding the thought of a mature mind ; lo the 
student who fulfils such requirements should be granted a woman's privileges. 

But, it is urged, while the students should have reached years of discretion, the 
fact remains that all have not; while all should be able to settle personal matters 
for themselves, there are instances of wrong decision and unwise choices in those 
matters where freedom has been granted. But the cases of misuse are few in 
comparison with the cases of good use. The mistakes have been the exception 
and not the rule, good results have hitherto greatly outbalanced the evil. There 
is no instance, so far as we know, of a privilege granted which proved too great 
and was revoked on that account. Wellesley students up to the present time 
have shown themselves worthy of the confidence that has been reposed in them. 
It cannot, therefore, be taken for granted that were further liberty allowed the 
effect would be disastrous. Rather the inference is the other way, — that the 
innocent must not be made to suffer for the guilty, that the students having proved 
faithful in a few things are ready to be trusted with added responsibilities. We 



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have been told that the way to increase our powers is to exercise the powers 
already in our possession. This the students have always done with one striking 
exception — the right of petition lias never been fully appreciated, although its 
exercise has met, save in a very few cases, with marked success. But they have 
always gladly taken control of all matters placed in their hands, and shown dis- 
cretion in the use of their freedom. The few instances of misuse have been 
generally the result of misunderstandings and not proved. Serious — the rain- 
bow of favor renewed has always followed the deluge. Thus the experience of 
the past throws a reasonable doubt on the justice of assuming that the students 
have already been given as much liberty as they know how to use. It points in 
favor of greater freedom, of extended privileges, and calls for immediate advance 
in this direction. 

The question at this point takes on a more specific form and now becomes, not, 
Are the students ready for more liberty, but, Over what matters can their control 
be extended? A full and definite answer could be rendered only by the present 
governing body in conjunction with the student body, and is far beyond the scope 
of the present article. But we may consider at least two cases in which the stu- 
dent's claim to freedom of action is strong— the subject of the ten-o'clock rule and 
the subjeet of leaving town only by permission. 

In both these cases the student's individual freedom is assailed; both relate to 
matters which concern only herself, having no reference to her relation to society 
or to the body academic. It would then seem that in these cases, if in no others, 
the student would be left free to decide her own course of action. Knowing 
student self-government to be the desire of faculty and students alike, having seen 
that past experience has proven the great majority of students to be capable of 
wisely exercising the power granted them already and pronounced in favor of 
increased liberty, we must now conclude that some other reason is assigned for 
-enforcing the rules in question. And the reason is not hard to find. 

Granted that a wider scope of free action is altogether desirable, yet if extended 
liberty would in any way reflect to the disadvantage of the college, endanger its 
high standard, then, because of the very relations between the student and the 
college, must all thought of such extension be repudiated. For, however true it 
is that the students are mature enough to decide for themselves in personal mat- 
ters, there is always the possibility that some might abuse their privileges and 
bring dishonor on the college. And in those matters where only a few such 
instances would be sufficient to work the evil, and there is no other means of 
prevention, the colleges must of necessity retain its control and allow the inno- 
cent to suffer with the possible guilty. 



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This is the principle behind three rules, and did the students believe it really 
applied, did they believe the rules to be necessary to the maintenance of the 
standing of the college, not one word of remonstrance would be offered against 
their enforcement. But this position is not tenable. It is said the ten-o'clock 
rule must be enforced in order to preserve the health of the students and the 
physical standard of the college. It is very true that the great majority require, 
as a regular thing, eight hours of sleep. But whether each one shall retire always 
at ten o'clock to obtain it is a different matter, a matter for each to decide for 
herself, so far as the college authorities are concerned, just as much as whether 
she shall wear rubbers on a rainy day or warm clothing in winter. The rule 
would be no pleasing limitation to her freedom, even were it necessary as a se- 
curity against lowering the college standard. But when it is known there is a 
surer way of preserving that intact it becomes a source of positive irritation to be 
obliged to obtain permission every time one wishes to prolong one's day — a per- 
mission obtained with more or less difficulty according to the college building in 
which one's lot is cast, from an officer who can scarcely be expected to under- 
stand the peculiarities of one's constitution or appreciate the exigencies of the 
case so well as one's self. Although, indeed, the one feature about the lule 
which makes it bearable is that in most places it is extremely flexible, pud by 
going through a little red tape the student becomes at liberty to burn the midnight 
oil as long as she finds it necessary. 

The standard of scholarship is assured not by laying down rules in regard to 
methods of work, but by requiring the students to meet certain conditions, and 
refusing to accept any work which falls below a fixed grade. So the health 
standard could much more easily be maintained if the students were obliged to 
stand a physical test each year, or twice a year if preferred, and only those 
allowed to continue with their class who fulfilled the conditions. But they must 
be permitted to take care of their health in their own way, so long as they take 
care of their health. It is the health and not the means of preserving it with 
which the college is concerned. 

Turning now to the case of the rule which forbids students to leave town or at- 
tend places of public amusement without permission. Here the principle under 
discussion is sure to apply more nearly. A single grave mistake on the part of the 
students, in connection with some of the matters included in the rule, might seri- 
ously injure the good name of the college, and the students receiving the perfect 
rightness of the course the college has taken to enforce its wishes, in so far as that 
course is necessary. But of late years the rule, excepting in cases demanding a 



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cliaperon, has been set aside in favor of the senior class and specials of two years' 
standing, and the college reputation remains unimpaired. The question then 
rises, Might not the privilege be extended with perfect safety to include a large 
number of students? It is certain the students wish it. Some believe that all 
students after the first year should be at liberty to leave town whenever they so 
desire and a large majority would be willing to go security for the junior class. 
Setting aside the wish of the more radical, as taking a too optimistic view of the 
situation, a belief held by the greater part of the student body is not unworthy con- 
sideration. Are the junior members of the college ready for the wise use of the 
privilege? A positive answer could be returned only after trial had been made, 
but there seem to be reasons for believing that students who have been in college 
for two years can be trusted to decide rightly on such matter. By still keep- 
ing in force that clause of the rule which now applies to all alike, any danger to 
the fair fame of the college is avoided, the only possible objection remaining to 
the extension is that some students might take unwise advantage of their freedom, 
neglect their duties and so lower the standard of work. 

To meet the objection, we must again refer to past experience and study the 
probabilities of the case. In the classes which have enjoyed the privilege, as 
good work, so far as is known was done the senior as the junior year, and the 
privilege is still continued. It may be said that this argument applies only to 
the continuation, not to the extension of the privilege — that between the senior 
and junior rank is a year of training and development. But it is to be remem- 
bered that the student in the junior class has had two years of training in decid- 
ing what recitations she can aflbrd to miss. She has been left free to absent her- 
self from the class-room when she was so inclined, provided only she were will- 
ing to confide her reason to her instructor. The " senior privilege," in widening 
her range of free action, would offer her, perhaps, more inducements, but would 
give her no greater opportunity to slight her academic work. Yet the experience 
of a number of years has proven beyond doubt that placing this power in the 
hands of the students has in no wise lowered the standard of the college, that is 
higher now than ever before. And it is reasonable to infer that those who have 
used their freedom wisely for two years will not abuse the third year. Moreover, 
even if the inducement proved too great for some, and trips to Boston took the 
place of attendance on lectures, the instructor still has it in her power to maintain 
her standard by imposing a test on any she has reason to believe have failed to do 
the full amount of work, and so obliging them to meet her requirements. The 
junior grade can be preserved in the same way as the senior, and with equal 



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ease. The student attaining that rank has been trained for two years in the use 
of the power that leaves absence from the class-room a matter to be decided by 
each according to her own best judgment. The balance of argument is thus in 
favor of giving trial to the extension of the privilege. Why not, then, make 
some effort to actually secure this and any other privilege which is secretly 
desired ? Why not, as students knowing the college authorities to be broad 
women, intensely interested in the student's highest development, enter now upon 
a course of action that shall obtain for the student body a form of government in 
which student interest shall be represented by students, and for each student the 
right to shape her own life? 

These questions have been raised in the sincere belief that open expression of 
opinion from the student standpoint is better than private grumbling, in the 
earnest hope that the discussion maybe continued to some effect and steps taken 
by the students toward the realization of student self-government. 

F. H. L., '93. 

II 

THE It ELATION BETWEEN FACULTY AND STUDENTS AT WELLESLET 

COLLEGE. 

It seems to me that the relations between faculty and students at Wellesley 
College are not what they might be. Theie is, as a rule, a feeling too much 
like that in primary schools, where the teacher and pupil are an infinite dis- 
tance apart; there is too great a recognition of the relations as they exist in the 
class-room, the " instructor and instructed" relations. Of course there are many 
exceptions to this state of things, and I know that numbers of the girls are so 
fortunate as to be on terms of intimacy and friendship with certain members of 
the faculty. I say "the girls are so fortunate," why not also, vice versa, "cer- 
tain members of the faculty are so fortunate?" Surely any one will admit that 
friendly personal relations between teacher and student are desirable from either 
standpoint. Experience has taught us that there is no influence stronger than 
that of personal contact; and what stronger incentive can a girl have than the 
example of a thoughtful, broad-minded, experienced woman? As for the faculty 
themselves, it seems to me it must be an encouragement and inspiration to them 
in their work to become well acquainted with the bright, appreciative girls in 
college, for whom they are working and studying. 

Now, as I have said, a friendship of this sort between the faculty and students 
at Wellesley is too much the exception instead of the rule. Who is to blame for 



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this? It seems so me that it is not so much the fault of the faculty as of the stu- 
dents. Some of the girls have a very foolish, childish idea that just because 
some one is a member of the faculty, she is of necessity antagonistic to the stu- 
dents' personal interests and desires. On such grounds she stands aloof from the 
faculty, and does not allow herself to come in contact with them, except on the 
footing of teacher and taught. If some one particular girl is sensible enough to 
reject this idea, and to seek the friendship and helpful influence of a teacher, she 
is made the butt of all sorts of comment and ridicule from the other girls. Per- 
haps this is stating the matter a little strongly; I hardly think the girls mean all 
that they say. But the very fact that I know many girlsAvho are afraid to encour- 
age any personal relations with members of the faculty, from their dread of having 
to bear the accusation " crushed" that is sure to result, this fact, I say, proves my 
point, that the students are very much to blame for the lack of friendship and 
sympathy between them and the faculty. 

To be sure, the line between us here at Wellesley is not as broad as it might be, 
and as it is in a great many other institutions of learning, but it can most certainly 
be made narrower. Let us, then, the students of Wellesley, do our share 
towards narrowing it, and I think we are safe in feeling sure that we shall be 
met more than half way by the faculty. C. P., '96. 



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Q&ooft (gebieios. 

A Botanical Treasure. 

In 1682, Nehemiah Grew, who modestly styles himself " Nature's meanest 
pupil," gave to the world a large quarto volume, entitled " The Anatomy of 
Plants, with an Idea of a Philosophical History of Plants." This book has re- 
cently come into the botanical library and, by a happy chance, my way was yes- 
terday directed toward it, and since then I have given every spare minute to the 
wise, quaint savings of that dear old lover-pupil of our Mother Nature. The book 
is dedicated to "His Most Sacred Majesty, King Charles II." This dedication may 
give at least a slight idea of the character of the volume. In it the sacred person- 
age addressed is given to understand that there are Terras Incognitas in philosophy 
as well as in geography. "And for so much as lies here," writes our friend, 
" it comes to pass, I know not how, that I am the first, even in this inquisitive 
age, who hath given a map of the country." Then he sketches in outline that 
New World where he has " come ashore" — " a New World whereof we see no 
end." " Your Majesty will here see that there are those things within a plant 
little less admirable than within an animal. That a plant as well as an animal 
is composed of organized parts, so that a plant is, as it were, an animal in quires, 
as an animal is a plant, or, rather, several plants bound up in one volume." Then 
he tells how all these plant organs are fitly framed together — "punctually set as 
the mathematical lines of a face." Lingering lovingly on the histology of the 
plant, he tells how " the staple of the stuff is so exquisitely fine that no silk-worm 
is able to draw anything near so small a thread, so that one who walks about 
with the meanest stick holds a piece of Nature's handicraft which far surpasses 
the most elaborate woof or needlework in the world." Then follows a word for 
plant physiology and "the mechanical way" of the plant, and after saying to the 
skeptic who might think the New World but another Utopia, " Yet not I, but 
Nature speaketh these things," our author makes his bow to His Sacred Majesty, 
and turns to a detailed discussion of the secrets which Nature had revealed to him 
of the fair new country of his love. A. H. B. 

Seventh Book Vergil's ./Eneid. W. C. Collar, A. M. Eighth Book Ver- 
gil's yENEiD. John Tetlow, D. Sc. Ginn & Company, publishers. 

The two volumes of school classics containing the seventh and eighth books of 
Vergil's yEneid, and issued by Ginn & Co., are superior to the majority of Latin 
text-books. In addition to the necessary adjuncts of a good school-book — clear 
print, neat form and convenient size — they offer inspiration and preparation for 



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a more independent and scholarly investigation of Latin literature and language 
than is usually found in public school limits. They show what are, according 
to Lessing, the essential elements of a preparatory text-book, namely, strict atten- 
tion to the present needs of the student combined with suggestions, which bring 
out the pupil's own reasoning powers and point the way to deeper research. 
Such preparatory steps are found in the vocabularies, which give the strict 
derived meaning of the words rather than the many possible free renditions ; in 
the word-groups, which trace the common element in form and significance 
through a family of words ; and in the notes, which are suggestive rather than 
exhaustive. J. S. B. 

BOOKS RECEIVED. 

" Laboratory Guide in General Chemistry," by George Willard Benton, A.M. 
40c. D. C. Heath & Co., publishers. 

" De Vigny's Cinq Mars." Edited by Charles Sankey, M. A., assistant mas- 
ter in Hasson School. 95c. D. C. Heath & Co., publishers. 

"The Science of Education." Translated from the German by Johann Fried- 
rich Herbart, Prof, of Philosophy at the University of Gottingen. $1.00. D. C. 
Heath & Co., publishers. 



THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 159 



(gxcfkmgeg. 

Foot-ball notes, poems on autumn, and exhortations to write for the college 
paper, claim a large part of the space in the November exchanges. All of these 
topics are undoubtedly in season. 

We heartily congratulate Smith College on the new " Monthly," and gladly 
welcome so important an addition to our list of exchanges. The October issue is 
a remarkably good first number. The "Smith College Monthly" is unique in 
that it contains no advertisements. 

The "Brunonian " for November 25 is a Thanksgiving number, from the first 
page to the last. 

The boycott of the co-eds. by'the men at Wesleyan has been a fruitful source of 
comments, serious or witty, in many of the month's exchanges. The "Argus" 
denies the report of the boycott, although it represents the Wesleyan men as tak- 
ing a firm stand against co-education. 

The feature of the " Argus" for November 13 is a picture of the foot-ball team 
and a discussion of Wesleyan's prospects in the game and her withdrawal from 
the League. One writer on the subject considers the abandonment of co-educa- 
tion as most desirable in the interests of athletics. 

The leading article in the " Columbia Tit." for November is by Brander 
Matthews, on the " Profession of Literature and the Profession of Journalism." 
There is also an appreciative article on the " Novels of Miss Jane Austen." 

At once the most practical and the most literary article of the month is Prof. 
Bronson's article on " Poetry and Student Life " in the "Brown Magazine." It 
is a protest against the development of the intellectual alone, to the exclusion of 
the sense of beauty ; and a most seductive call to the pleasure of the library. 

The "Mount Vernon Seminary Record " contains a charming description of 
Hull House, the Chicago Settlement, by one of the residents. 

The " Mount Holyoke " announces the adoption of the cap and gown by the 
members of the senior class. 

Illustrations are becoming more and more a feature of college publications. 
The " Dartmouth Lit." has some very good portraits and is altogether hand- 
somely gotten up. The University " Cynic " for November 11 contains some 
pretty views of Lake Champlain. 

The two literary societies of the Tuskaloosa Female College have begun with 
the November number the publication of a monthly journal, the " Carrier Dove." 



160 THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 

The November number of the " Vassar Miscellany " is a very good one. "A 
Plea for College Journalism " must appeal with peculiar force to to any under- 
graduate staff. The article advocates counting work on the college paper as 
regular work in the curriculum, and also co-operation between the department of 
rhetoric and the editorial board in securing suitable articles for publication. The 
plan seems a very feasible one, and one well worth considering. 

The " Bowdoin Orient" for November 29 contains an article on a question 
which must be of more or less importance to every college where societies exist 
among the students, that is, the predominance of the fraternity spirit over the 
college spirit, particularly in class elections. 

The "Collegium Forense" of Des Moines College pays particular attention to 
the political questions of the day. 

There is a certain air of youthful cynicism which pervades some college publi- 
cations, particularly in the fiction, that detracts much from the pleasure of reading 
them. The "Yale Lit." is a notable exception to this; its simple manly tone is 
perhaps its chief charm. 

We clip the following from the verse of the month. 

Fall. 

The sky is full of gray and skurrying clouds, 
The dry and rustling leaves fast swirl along. 

Already Summer's dreamy sunlit days 

Of insects' drowsy hum and thrushes' song 
Have fled; as long since fled the swallows' throng 

Before grim Winter's scout, the Northwest Wind, 
The rough Frost-sower, scatt'ring far and wide 

His icy seed, that, sprouting with the dawn, 
With flower crystals spreads the hrown hill side, 
And soon will bring a bitter harvest tide. — Tale Lil. 

Forethought. 
A child was born to-night. When it was brought 

Back by the women where the mother lay, 

The father held it once, then let it stay 
Upon her bosom; and the while was thought 
A future for it — all that should be wrought 

In coming years; how nobly in the fray 

Of life their son should battle : men should say 
By his example they were grandly taught. 
And this should be their son, this wondrous man, 

With fond eyes they should view his holy might; 
And when their well-worn life-paths downward ran 

Unto the finish, then this splendid, bright 
Hero should help their going. They began 

Thanking God for him. The child died to-night. — Advocate. 



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Coffege (Uofcs. 

The January number of the Weelesley Magazine will be delayed because of 
the holidays. 

On November 16 Dr. Alexander McKenzie occupied the usual Thursday even- 
ing prayer meeting. 

On Monday evening, November 20, Miss Marguerite Hall gave a delightful 
song recital, including selections from Schuman, Schubert, Saint-Saens, Som- 
erwell and Carmichael. 

A large delegation from Wellesley went in to Boston Friday evening, Novem- 
ber 24, to hear Senators McKinley, Reid, Hoar, and Governor-elect Greenhalge 
speak in Mechanics' Hall. 

On Monday evening, November 27, Prof. Goodale of Harvard University gave 
a most interesting lecture on Plant Life in Australia. The stereopticon views 
which illustrated his remarks were made from photographs he had taken during 
his recent travels in that region. 

Rev. Dr. William Butler, the distinguished missionary pioneer and author, de- 
livered an address on "The Reformation in Mexico" Sunday evening, Decem- 
ber 3. 

Thanksgiving Day was well celebrated at the college, despite the many who 
were away. Besides the rites fittingly associated with the" national bird," candy- 
pulls and other social gatherings combined to make the occasion most cheerful. 

On the Wednesday evening before Thanksgiving Day seven scenes from 
" Little Women" were given at the Dedham Reformatory before an audience of 
thirty women. The parts taken were : Marmee, Caroline Field ; Meg, Jane 
Williams; Jo, Sarah Bixbv ; Beth, Winifred Augsbury; Amy, Caroline Ran- 
dolph; Grandpa Lawrence, Mary Clemmer Tracy; Laurie, Mary Isham ; Mr. 
Brooke, Mary Salter ; Aunt March, Elizabeth Hardee. Recitations by Caroline 
Field and music by Blanche Arter were also given. 

On Thanksgiving evening Mrs. Butler and Misses Louise Taylor, Altsheler, 
Graff, Dexter, Willis, Collins, Hyatt, Allen, Peabody, Young, gave an entertain- 
ment for the women at the Sherburne prison. Tableaux, recitations, readings 
and college songs constituted the programme. 



162 THE WELLSLEY MAGAZINE. 



The ground has been in process of preparation for the new athletic field. By 
last reports $130.50 have been already raised by the freshman class. 

On Monday evening, December 4, a piano recital was given by Mr. Ernst 
Perabo, including selections from Rubinstein, Schubert, Bach, Lorve, Kiel, Ben- 
nett and Beethoven. 

Miss Louise Richardson has been elected to represent the special organization 
on the editorial board of the Weleesley Magazine, in place of Miss Adeline 
Teele, resigned. 

Miss Grace Caldwell has been elected third member of '95's executive com- 
mittee. 

By unanimous vote of the Academic Council the senior privilege of registering 
for an absence from college has been conferred upon juniors also. 

On Saturday afternoon, December 9, the class of '94 tendered the faculty a re- 
ception in the Stone parlor. Inclement weather did not prevent a goodly attend- 
ance on the part of both hostesses and guests. Miss Angell, Miss Foss and Miss 
Bridgman received. The tasteful decorations, enjoyable refreshments and de- 
lightful spirit of fellowship combined to make it a memorable occasion. 

On Saturday evening, December 9, Miss Dennison gave a high tea at the Free- 
man in honor of Miss Atwood and Miss Barrows of Smith College. 

On Saturday evening, December 2, Prof. Katherine Lee Bates received the 
Shakespeare Class and the Shakespeare Society in the faculty parlor. V r iolin 
music by Miss May Addeman and singing by the Friiulein Midlers added to the 
evening's pleasure. Outside guests were present. 

Miss Friday, '86; Misses Martha McCaulley, Bettie Keith, Eleanor Green, Cor- 
nelia Green, '92 ; Alice Hamlin, Mary Hazard, Grace Grennell, Nan Pond, Ger- 
trude Bigelow, '93 ; Elsie Pierce, '94 ; Sue Huntington, Cora Stewart, Grace Mix, 
Grace Webber and Caroline Mudget have visited at the college during the month. 

On Sunday afternoon, December 10, Miss Atwood of Smith College spoke in 
the chapel concerning the organization, work and methods of the Smith College 
Association for Christian Work. 

On Sunday evening, December 10, a Chistmas vesper service was given, 'with 
carols by the Beethoven Society, vocal selections by Misses Foss, Hoyt and 
Richards, and organ music by Miss Brandt. 



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(#fumnae (Ttofes. 

A meeting of the Chicago Wellesley Club was held with Mrs. Alice Hinch- 
liffe Lay, 502 Jackson Boulevard, Saturday, November 25. The officers chosen 
for the year were : president, Miss Margaret Wrenn ; vice-president, Miss Lillian 
Pike; secretary, Miss Agnes Cook, Foster Hall, University of Chicago. 

The November meeting of the Cleveland Wellesley Club was held at the home 
of Miss Abigail A. Brooks, '92, on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. In spite 
of the inclemency of the weather, there was a good representation, the two 
guests, Miss Winifred Myer, '93, and Miss Agnes M. Shaw, '92, being very 
welcome. A pleasant afternoon was passed in an exchange of Wellesley news. 
After light refreshments the club adjourned, to meet in December at the home of 
Miss Louise Pope, '91. 

Miss Wiggin extended kindly hospitality to the Philadelphia Wellesley Club at 
2101 Spruce Street, Saturday afternoon, Nov. 18. As chairman of the club's 
College Endowment Committee, Miss Anna Robertson Brown reported that 
the circular prepared by the World's Fair Committee, setting forth the needs of 
the college, could be procured for distribution if desired. Owing to pressure of 
other work, Miss Brown resigned the chairmanship of this committee ; her resig- 
nation was regretfully accepted by the club. A newspaper extract description of 
the reunion of the Wellesley Association of Western New York, held at Roches- 
ter, Nov. 4, was then read, followed by an interesting letter from Miss Merrill, 
giving a delightful picture of college work and college sports by Waban water. 
It was decided that the secretary should request Miss Minnie Miller and Mrs. 
Sarah Woodman Paul to send letters to be read at the next regular meeting. 
After refreshments and social converse the club adjourned, to hold its January 
meeting at the home of Dr. Jamieson (R. D. Howe), 767 North 40th Street. 

The first meeting of the Boston Wellesley College Club for the year of '93-'94 
was held in the faculty parlor, Oct. 28. The club was so fortunate to have as its 
guest Miss Shafer, who gave a very pleasant talk about the college problems 
and plans. 

Edith E. Metcalf, '80, engaged in city mission work in Chicago, has just pub- 
lished sketches relating to her work under the title of " Letters to Dorothy." 



164 THE WELLESLEY MAGAZINE. 

Miss Helen J. Sanborn, '84, may justly feel proud of the fact that both the 
Republicans and the Democrats of Ward 3, in caucuses assembled, have com- 
mended the faithful and efficient manner in which she has fulfilled the duties of 
a member of the school committee. The resolutions adopted were a deserved 
tribute to one of the most valuable members of the school board that Somerville 
has ever had. 

Miss Florence Homer, '86, is teaching in one of the grammar schools of 
Evanston, 111. 

Rose Howe, '87, now Dr. Howe-Jamieson, her husband, Dr. Jamieson, and 
her friend, Dr. Jeannie Adams, '87, are all living together in Philadelphia. 

Mrs. Harriet Farnsworth Gulick's ('87) address is Laurenceville, N. J. Her 
husband is master of English in the boys' school of that place. 

Mrs. Mabel Wing Castle, '87, is spending the winter at Ann Arbor. 

Miss Harriet Rice, M. D., '87, is assistant physician at Hull House, Chicago. 

Miss Mary A. Winston, '87, is now in the office of the Sherman Society 
(Mass. Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals) in the mornings, and 
has her afternoons for general journalistic and literary work. 

Miss Katharine Horton, '89, spent two months in England this summer. 
Miss Emma Shaw Pleasants, '89, is spending the winter in southern California. 

"What Shall We Have to Eat? The Question Answered" is the title of a 
book, now being published, written by Mrs. Clarence T. Burr, Wellesley, '89. 

Miss Carol Dresser, '90, will work in the New York College Settlement on 
Rivington Street this winter. 

Miss Sadie McNary, '90, has taken her M. A. from the University of the City 
of New York, and is planning for her Ph. D. 

The address of Mrs. Jane Cory Lindsay, '90, is 109 Walnnt Street, Boston 
Highlands, Mass. 

The address of Miss Evarts Ewing, '8790, is 1602 Q^St., Northwest, Wash 
ington, D. C. 

Miss Fanny T. Pendleton, '91, is teaching in the high school, Greenport, New 
York. She received the degree of M. A. at Cornell University last June. 

Miss Inez L. Gay, Sp., '89-'9i, is teaching Latin and mathematics in the high 
school at Thompsonville, Conn. 



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The address of Miss Mabel Stanley Glover, '92, is 812 St. Paul St., Baltimore, 
Md. 

Miss Mary Stevens Ayres, formerly of '92, is instructor in physical training at 
Leland Stanford, Jr., University, Cal. 

Miss Helena M. Corey, '92, is first assistant in the Spencer High School, Mass. 

Ermina Ferris, '92, is teaching English in the high school in San Bernardino, 
Cal. 

Miss Carrie Frost, '92, has the same position which she held last year as teacher 
of English in the high school in Leavenworth, Kansas. 

Edith Thomson, '92, is at home in New York City. She is studying music 
and teaching history in the Society for the Promotion of Study at Home. 

Miss Anna M. Locke, '92, is teaching in the high school, Nashua, N. H. 

Miss Calla Osgood, '89-'92, is teacher in private school in San Francisco. 

Miss Carrie A. Mann, 'c,3, is teaching in Wayland Seminary, Washington, D. C. 

Miss Clelia D. Mosher, formerly of '93, is assistant in hygiene at Leland Stan- 
ford, Jr., University California. 

Miss Frances Ewing, Wellesley '92-'93, daughter of United States Minister 
James S. Ewing of Bloomington, 111., will be married to B. B. Beecher of 
Memphis, Tenn., Christmas Day. The wedding will take place in Baltimore at 
St. Peter's Episcopal Church. 

Miss Scudder is giving a course of six lectures on Ruskin, to the Emerson 
Society, a society of young working people, at Andover House. 

Miss Caroline Williamson, '89, and Mrs. Prince, Wellesley, '91 -'93, are having 
a class in literature at the settlement. 

Good books for children and young people are solicited for the settlement. 
Fiction, poetry, travel, science, biography are what is needed. Books of a 
strongly Protestant-religious character are unavailable. 



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JSoctefg (ttofes. 

On the evening of November iS Zeta Alpha held its regular programme meet- 
ing. 

Studies in Contemporary American Life. 

III. 

The Literary American. 

I. Associations of Concord .... Martha Hale Shackford. 

II. At the Authors' Club in New York . . Agnes Louise Caldwell. 

III. Literary Tastes of the Average American . . Alice Welch Kellogg. 

IV. Music ....... Pearl Livingston Underwood. 

V. Oration : James Russell Lowell, the Typical 

Literary American ..... Julia Stevens Burlington. 

VI. Conversation ; Will There be an Elizabethan 

a -a • tv.. tii( Adah May Hasbrook. 

Age in American Literature; . . Led by < , T ^ *, ™ , , 

& J \ Mary Emily Field. 

The following of the society's alumnae members were present: Miss Mary Haz- 
ard, Grace Grenell, Gertrude Bigelow, '93 ; Grace Webber and Cora Stewart. 

The subject of the third meeting in Phi Sigma's study of the Russian novelists 
was Dostoyevski. The following programme was given : 
I. Significant Circumstances] in the Life of Dostoyevski . Bertha Longlev. 
II. Life as Seen through the Writings of Dostoyevski . Caroline Jacobus. 

III. Representation from "Crime and Punishment-" 

IV. Dostoyevski's Men and Women ..... Mary Holmes. 
V. The Art and Teaching of Dostoyevski .... Margaret Dudley. 

Five of the alumna; members of the fraternity were present at this meeting: 
Miss Caroline Dresser, '90 ;- Miss H. St. Barbe Brooks, '91 ; Miss Frances 
Lance, '92 ; Miss Mary B. Hill and Miss Helen Eager, '93. 

A regular meeting of the Art Society was held in the art gallon on November 
18. Miss Edith Sawyer, Special, was received into the societv. 

Programme. 
Age of Louis XV. 

I. Historical Sketch of the Period . . . . Alice Wood. 

II. Literary Aspects of the Period ..... Edna Pressey. 
III. Chief Artists of the Period Annette Finnegan. 



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IV. Tableaux. 

" Reading Aloud," by Tragenat. 
" Tinette," by Watteau. 

V. Music. 

At the regular meeting of the Shakespeare Society, November 18, the follow- 
ing programme was presented : 

Richard II. 
I. Shakespeare News ...... Elizabeth S. Adams 

II. Richard II. Shakespeare's First Historical Play 

Grace Cromwell Weymouth. 
III. Dramatic Representation. Marlowe's Edward II. 
Act I. Scene I. 
IV. The Place of the Historical Play in the Life of 

the Time ....... Elizabeth Bailey Hardee. 

V. Comparison of Shakespeare's Richard II. and 

the Richard II. of History .... Alice Windsor Hunt. 

VI. Dramatic Representation. Richard II. Act 

V., Scene I. 

VII. Discussion. 

Does the Character of Richard II. Show any Development 
During the Play ? 
Miss Jewett was received into the society. 

The regular meeting of the Classical Society was held November 18. 
Roman Architecture and Sculpture. 

1. Rome at the Time of Julius Cassar ..... Mabel Rand. 

2. Rome at the Time of the Emperor Trajan .... Ida Brooks. 

Christian Art. 

1. Roman and Christian Spirit in Art .... Jeannette, Moulton. 

2. The Catacombs ......... Grace Albee. 

3. The Basilica Churches ...... Florence Davis. 

4. Mosaic Art Mabel Hayes. 

The regular meeting of Zeta Alpha was held on the evening of December 9. 



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Programme. 

Studies in Contemporary American Life. 

IV. 

The Philanthropic American. 

I. The ./Esthetic in Modern Philanthropy . . Mary Louise Boswell. 

II. Our Country as a Philanthropist ..... Mary Millard. 

III. Song ....... Mary Williams Montgomery. 

IV. Phases of Philanthropy Along the " Black Belt" Mary Josephine Sailer. 
V. Music ........ Mary Keyt Isham. 

VI. A Study of Phillips Brooks .... Lucy Jane Freeman. 

Miss Martha McCaulley, '92, was present. 

A regular meeting of the Art Society was held in the Art Gallery on Decem- 
ber 9. Miss Blanche Alter, '95, Miss May Kellogg and MissLydia Wilkins, '96, 
were initiated into the society. 

Programme. 
Classicism in French Art. 
I. Influence and Institutions of Napoleon I., Louis XVIII., 

and Charles X. . . . . . . . Charlotte Goodrich. 

II. Nature and Sources of Classicism ..... Maude Keller. 

III. Literature of the Period ....... Jane Williams. 

IV. Sculpture and Music of the Period . . . Waller I. Bullock. 
V. Music. 

On Sunday evening, November 19, Zeta Alpha held a vesper service in Society 
Hall, with music by Misses Hazard, Isham, Forbes, Nelson and Montgomery. 

Miss Williams gave a reception on December 2, at the Freeman to the mem- 
bers of the Art Society. 

Friday evening, December 8, Zeta Alpha enjoyed a sleighride. The Society 
was entertained at the home of Miss Cora Stewart, Auburndale. 

At the regular meeting of the Agora, held November 18, Miss Cora Stoddard 
was initiated. 

Programme. 

Theory of Laissez Faire ...... Miss Coman. 

Position of the United States in Regard to Ques- 
tions of Trade ...... Miss Julia Burgess. 

Relation of the Tariff to Commerce . Miss Caroline W. Field. 

Indirect Effects of the Tariff .... Miss Grace Caldwell. 

The programme was followed by an informal discussion. 



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Coffege (guffefin. 

Jan. 4. College opens. 

Jan. 7. President William DeWitt Hyde of Bowdoin College preaches in the 

chapel. 
Jan. 14. Dr. Eldridge Mix of Worcester preaches in the chapel. 
Jan. 15. Concert. 
Jan. 25. Day of Prayer for Colleges. 



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Qttarriages. 

Perkins — Alexander. In Maiden, Mass., Nov. 20, 1893, M. Adelaide Alexander, '91, 
bo Ceorge II. Perkins. At home after Dec. 1, at 221 Cross Street, Maiden, Mass. 

Snow — Bkuce. In Maiden, Mass., Nov. 30, 1893, Elinor Kimball Bruce, '92, to 
William Iirackett Snow. At home after Jan. 10, 1994, at 106 Elm Street, Stoneham, Mass. 

Q5irf06. 

Nov. 17, 1893, a son to Mrs. Harriet Cooke Nelson, '83. 



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that are suitable for all occasions. Also her very becoming stock of Veilings, and solicits 

their patronage, and will give to any of the students 6 per cent, discount. 



HOTEL BELLEVUE, 

EUROPEAN PLAN, 

17 Beacon St., Boston. 



This Hotel is centrally located near business 
part of the city and combines the conveniences of 
a first-class hotel with the comforts of home. 

KATES FROM $1 TO $5 PER DAY. 

Two fiirst-class Cafes in Hotel. 



S. R. SMITH, 

Manager. 



J. W. SMITH & CO., 

Proprietors 



Wellesley Pharmacy, 

<^$. U/. P^r, proprietor. 



PURE DRUGS & MEDICINE > 



Physicians' Prescriptions a Specialty. 




in all Departments 
of Literature . . 



can be found at our store. The largest 
assortment in Boston of the popular and 
standard authors. Also a large variety at 
special reductions. Large variety of Bibles, 
Prayer Books, Booklets, ttc. 

<1WE ARE NOTED FOR LOW PRICES> 

De Wolfe, fiske & Go., 

The Archway Bookstore, 



361 & 365 Washington Street, 



BOSTON. 



For Fine Millinery 



Finest Roadbed on the Continent. 



VISIT- 



GEO. M. WETHERN, 

21 TEMPLE PLACE, 

Boston. 

Southern Educational 
Bureau. 

H. N. ROBERTSON, A.M., Manager, 

Memphis, Tenn. 

Supplies teachers with positions. Supplies, without charge, 
schools and colleges with thoroughly competent instructors 
in the various departments of learning. Operates in all the 
Southern and Southwestern States. Write for terms. 




ONLY 



First Glass Through Gar Hoote 



To th.e West. 



Through Trains Leave Boston as Follows : 

8.30 a. m. (ex. Sunday) Day Express. 
10.30 a. m. (daily) Chicago Special. 

2.00 p. m. (daily) Chicago Shore Limited. 

7.15 p. m. (daily) Pacific Express. 

Springfield Line 



Hartford, New Haven and New York. 



LEAVE BOSTON. 




ARRIVE NEW YORK 


9.00 a. m. 


(ex. Sunday) 


3.30 p. in. 


10.30 a. in. 


(ex. Sunday) 


5.30 p. in. 


12.00 Noon 


(ex. Sunday) 


5.40 p. m. 


4.00 p. m. 


(daily) 


10.00 p. m. 


11.00 p. m. 


(daily) 


7.41 a. mi. 



For tickets, information, time-tables, etc., 
apply to nearest ticket agent. 
A. S. HANSON, Gen'l Passenger Agent. 



Fine Carpets. 

The finest line of specialties in 

Axminsters, Wiltons, and 
Brussels Carpets 



ever offered by us. 



These are all our patterns, with a full line of the 

FAMOUS LONDON FURNISHER, 
WILLIAM MORRIS' 

PATTERNS IN 

arpets . '. ana. '. Mammersmitr) . '. I \uas. 

WE FEEL THAT OUR FALL 
STOCK WILL BEAR THE 
. CLOSEST INSPECTION. . 



Joel Goldthaiait & Go. 

163 to 169 WASHINGTON ST., 
BOSTON. 

GUTTER 3d GUTTER 



MANUFACTURERS OF 



TRUNKS ^ BAGS 

22 CHAUNCY ST., 
BOSTON. 



Discount to Wellesley Students. 



walnut hill 
Wellesley # Preparatory, 

NATICK, MASS. 



BOARDING ^ DAY SCHOOL 

OPENS SEPTEMBER 7, 1893. 

Thorough preparation for Wellesley and other colleges 
for women. 

References:— Pres. Shafer, Wellesley College, 
the Misses Eastman, Dana Hall, and others. 

Circulars on application. 

Miss Charlotte H. Conant, B.A., ) p . . , 

MISS FLORENCE BlGELOW, M.A., j ' nncl P als - 

Cotrell & Leonard 

ALBANY, N. Y., 

MAKERS OF 

CAPS ^ GOWNS 

TO THE 

AMERICAN COLLEGES. 
♦+++++ 

Illustrated Catalogue and particulars 
on application. 

HENRY C. HASKELL, 

ii John Street, New York. 

? ©estgner anb Qttafter t 

Society Badges, 
Fraternity Pins, 
Rings, Emblem 
Jewels of every 
Description. 

MFDALS TROPHIES for Presentation, from 

"' l - u /t*-** original and artistic designs. 

U/UpU you want anything- in above line, will 
" " t -" esteem it a favor to submit special designs, 
with estimates, or answer enquiries by mail. 

We send design plates FREE upon request. 

Wellesley Pins can be obtained from Miss Florence 
Tobey, Business Manager of Magazine. 





THE 



©ana Jfyatt £c§oof, 

Wellesley, Mass. 



•*■ + + ■*• 



Pupils are prepared for regular or for special 
courses at Wellesley College. 



+ + + + 

Price for Board and Tuition, $500 for the 
school year ; tuition for day pupils, 512 5- 

+ + + + 

For further information address the Principals : 

Julia A. Eastman 
Sarah P. Eastman 



KEELER & CO. 

Furniture Manufacturers 

and Upholsterers. 

Washington and Elm Streets, 
BOSTON. 

Cid»m Work a Specialty, Factory at East Cambridge. 



PECK & SNYDEK'S AMEBIC AN OLTJB SKATE. 

No. 20, Ladies' American Club, 

per pair, $1.50 

No. 21, Ladies' American Club, 

Nickel-plated, per pair, $200 

No. 22, Ladies' American Club, 

Nickel-plated, per pair, $2.50 

No. 24, Ladies' American Club, 

Nickel-plated, extra fine, $350 



Snow Shoes, Toboggans, etc. 

SEND FOR CATALOGUE. 

15 Per Cent. (Discount to 
Wellesley Students. 




WRIGHT & DITSON, 

344 Washington Street, near Milk, Boston. 



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ROSES. ROSES. 



J, TAILBY & SON, 

FLORISTS 

Opposite Railroad Station, Wellesley. 



Cut Flowers and Plants of the Choicest Varieties on 
hand. Floral designs for all occasions arranged at 
shortest notice. Orders by mail or otherwise promptly 
attended to. Flowers carefully packed and forwarded to 
all parts of the United States and Canada, 



Wight, Foster & Co. 




Cor. 
MASON 
Street. 



FURRIERS, 

BOSTON. 

Young Ladies in want of Furs will find it to 
their advantage to call and see the new styles in 
Furs and to have repair work done. 



Mackintoshes 

AND — 

Cravenettes. 

Finest Quality. Exclusive Styles and Textures. 

$3 to $20. 

Rubber Boots and Shoes. 

Druggists' Sundries and Umbrellas. 

Rubber Goods of Every Description. 



College Discount 10 per cent. 



Metropolitan Rubber Co. 

Cleve & Krim. 

49 Summer St. 

4 doors below C. F. Hovey & Co. 



THE LADIES' FOUNTAIN PEN. Y ™£ *g? 

Unconditional Guarantee accompanies each Rapid Writer Fountain Pen. 
Circulars free. FOUNTAIN PEN CO., Washington, D. C. 

Call on our representative for Wellesley College, Mary Ella Chapin. 



Only $3sNew York 

VIA FALL RIVER LINE for first-class limited 
tickets. Fares reduced for all points beyoud New 
York. Steamers Puritan and Pilgrim in com- 
mission. Pullman Vestibuled Express Trains 
composed of parlor and regular passenger cars, 
leave Park Square Station, Boston, week days at 
6.00 P. M., Sundays at 7.00 P. m., connecting with 
steamer at Fall River in 80 minutes. A fine or- 
chestra on each steamer. Tickets, staterooms 
and berths secured at 3 Old State House, cor. 
Washington and State Sts., and at Park Square 
Station. 

J. R. KENDRICK, Gen'l Mgr., Boston. 

GEO. L. CONNOR, Gen'l Pass'r Agt, Boston. 

L. II. PALMER, Agt., 3 Old State House, Boston. 



Wellesley Steam Iiaandry. 

PRO BONO PUBLICO. 



We are prepared to do all kinds of Laundry 
Work in a first-class manner and at reasonable 
prices. Call on us and get our terms. Try us and 
we will guarantee you satisfaction. Goods called 
for and delivered at any place in the Village at the 
College Buildings. 

J. T. Melius, 

PROPRIETOR. 



\A?0rr)<2rr)'s Hye diced feolleqe 
OF THE NEW YORK INFIRMARY 

321 EAST 15th STREET, NEW YORK. 

Session '93-'94 opens October 1st, 1893- Three years Graded Course. Instruction by Lectures, Clinics, 
Recitations and practical work, under supervision in Laboratories and Dispensary of College, and in U. S. 
Infirmary. Clinics and operations in most of the City Hospitals and Dispensaries open to Women Students. 
For Catalogues, etc., address 

EMILY BLACKWELL, M. D., 

321 East l£th Street, New York. 



HE. They say that college 
girls don't keep up with the 
times ? 

SHE. Oh but that isn't true . 
We know with all the rest ol 
the world that the Columbia is 
the wheel to get for '93- 

HE. Yes, it takes the lead. 



Catalogues free. 




Would You Like a Better Wheel 

than the COLUMBIA ? 
It couldn't be had. 

For the COLUMBIA is strong, 
light, swift and easy. 

Free instruction to purchasers. 
All orders promptly attended to. 



D. Doekett, Agt, 

WELLESLEY COLLEGE, 

WELLESLEY. 



THE ATTENTION of students is called to our unrivalled line of- 

READING LAMPS 



COMPOSED OF 



PIANO LAMPS, DRESDEN LAMPS, STUDENT LAMPS, HANGING LAMPS, 
NIGHT LAMPS, and that latest and daintiest of Parisian devices, the PRINCESS LAMP. 

R. HOLLINCS & CO. 

MANUFACTURERS AND IMPORTERS, 
523-525 WASHINGTON STREET. 

Opposite R. H. White & Co. '3. 



In every department of our store we allow Wellesley Pro- 
fessors and Students a discount, generally 

10 per cent. 



During the year you will notice many attractive goods which your friends at home would be 
glad to see. We shall be glad to send samples at your request. 

Dress Goods, Hosiery, Neckwear, Millinery, 
Underwear and Art Embroideries 

are perhaps some of the departments most interesting to students, but the discount applies to every 
department. 



R. H. STEARNS & CO. 

Tremont Street and Temple Place - 



BOSTON. 




PHOTOGRAPHER 



Boston and Brookline, Mass. 

Wellesley Branch, 
open every Monday and Tuesday. 

Duplicates of last year portraits and Tree-day 
groups can be had at the Wellesley Studio* 




BnA . m or 868 
Buoadway, N. Y. 



Tremont St. 
BOSTON 



Pure, Fresh and 
Delicious 




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A Choice Selection of Fancy Baskets, Boxes and 
Bonbonnieres constantly on hand at very reasonable 
prices. 

Mail Orders given Prompt Attention.